Love in Hexasyllables XVI: Junkies

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You shake the pills onto
your hand, and I hand you
a glass of warm water.
You just gulp it all down,
as if your life depends
on supplement cocktails.

I wish there were something
for our deficiencies.
Neither hot nor cold to
each other, we live in
tepid complacency,
tacit complicity -
you know I know you know.

So have another pill,
if it will make you feel
better about yourself.

What will it be today?
The gingko biloba,
so you will remember
to love me. Valium,
to calm yourself before
we make love like strangers.

Some Prozac, to lift up
your spirits enough for
decent conversation.
A dose of vitamins,
to ensure you stay strong
to throw that chair at me
again another day.

Dependency can be
an ugly friend. Good thing
my only drug is you.