on ice

I put a bag
of frozen peas on my knee.
another frozen
bag of sweet corn
on my hamstring.
I put a rock hard frozen
rib eye on
my eye to soothe a migraine
that has its own
beat. I swallow
a few large white pills,
washing them down
with gin.
i'm in for the night.
for the day.
at times it seems like
it may be for
life.