May 19, 2006 14:12
No, it is not me who
lives inside these bottles of pills.
It is some tiny creature
perhaps a mouse.
Sheltered inside, curled up
fetal
bones twisted
lives inside these bottles of pills.
It is some tiny miracle
perhaps a curse.
Hallowed inside, mangled up
fibrous
diseased tissue
lives inside these bottles of pills.
It is some tiny hell
perhaps fatal.
dying inside, clenched up
forever