Before
One meaningless day
after another.
Yesterday
and today.
Two days is enough.
Maybe tomorrow
will be meaningful, productive.
Maybe not.
I take my cough syrup
with codeine
and feel nothing.
Just time slipping
through my fingers.
Just like the day before
and the day before
that one.
And the weeks, months
and years
before that.
March 2, 2016
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