back troubles
my back hurts,
i think i pulled something,
please don’t touch me,
it’s not funny, i tell my teenage niece,
just go get the ice pack,
so i can sneak a quick prescription-grade tylenol
along with my gin and tonic,
while no one watches
my back hurts,
i think i pulled something,
please don’t touch me,
it’s not funny, i tell my teenage niece,
just go get the ice pack,
so i can sneak a quick prescription-grade tylenol
along with my gin and tonic,
while no one watches
a back that breaks, made by papier-mache clapping together until soft bones
creak together on a hot summer night, filled with still breath lingering through the meadows
made of broken cartilage hanging on by a thread, sewn into the a pillow to lay down
and rest and be easy, don’t go yet,
play outside, just get me Tylenol before you leave