A cup of cold water
Were you thinking about me
and only me
when you spoke about it?
Did you see me standing in the kitchen
with the one light bulb, burning out?
Standing next to him as he looks at the two pills
In the palm of his hand:
One small and red, like a candy drop
the other a blue square
And he says:
I don’t want to do this anymore
these don’t help me,
Do you know
how they make me feel?
And I have filled a cup to the brim
with tap water, and I’m about to drink
and I say, here
and shove it in his hands
and he drinks, and swallows
and the cold splashes, just a little
around his hands as he sets it back down.
and only me
when you spoke about it?
Did you see me standing in the kitchen
with the one light bulb, burning out?
Standing next to him as he looks at the two pills
In the palm of his hand:
One small and red, like a candy drop
the other a blue square
And he says:
I don’t want to do this anymore
these don’t help me,
Do you know
how they make me feel?
And I have filled a cup to the brim
with tap water, and I’m about to drink
and I say, here
and shove it in his hands
and he drinks, and swallows
and the cold splashes, just a little
around his hands as he sets it back down.