Pill
Sometimes,
though I know my thinking is ill,
I wish this were not just my regular
pill
I wish that this pill would take me down a rabbit hole
Somewhere far away and out of my control
Sometimes,
though it’s contrary to everything I’ve been taught
I wish this
pill
could take me to that place
that so many before me have sought.
Sometimes,
I wish I could have a hole of a different kind
One that was just mine
and everything was still
Just me, my hole, and my
pill
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