Painkiller
#5 of Poems
This is a poem I wrote at 1am a few nights ago...
Painkiller
It's shiny and brand new, clasped in my paw
My bottle of extra strength painkiller,
Acetaminophen 500mg to be exact.
Before I can think twice I've already taken two,
I'm sitting in my Chevy Cruze,
Waiting for the effects to start.
I gaze at my bottle of water,
Purified 16.9 fluid ounces to be exact,
I take it in my other paw and sip from it.
I got gelcaps,
They should work faster,
Yet I don't feel the effects.
Until twenty minutes later I'm a little jittery,
It seems like my head is tight,
Tight like it's in a vice.
Being the stupid fox I am,
I popped two more,
Anxiously waiting for the effects to counteract each other.
I drive home,
Sit down,
And start to feel shitty.
My back is hurting more than it had before,
It feels like it's coming from my kidneys,
It hurt when I went pee earlier.
I guess I should learn,
Not to take 2000mg of acetaminophen,
I am just a stupid fox after all.
-Kiah Z.