I Don't Have a Pill for That
by Deborah Landau
It scares me to watch
a woman hobble along
the sidewalk, hunched adagio
leaning on -
there's so much fear
I could draw you a diagram
of the great reduction
all of us will soon
be way-back-when.
The wedding is over.
Summer is over.
Life please explain.
The book is nearly halfway read.
I don't have a pill for that,
the doctor said.
Monday, July 29, 2019
I Don't Have a Pill for That by Deborah Landau
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