DR. ROSS’ PRESCRIPTION
The dim lighting in the bathroom posed as a foreshadow
for doom’s arrival.
I stood at the counter, in front my shattered reflection—
completely naked, and in possession of displaced emotions.
There was a faint sound in the background,
heavy raindrops hitting the bathroom window.
I grabbed an array of pill capsules on the counter
and rinsed out a white Styrofoam cup.
The scattered pills on the counter top were colorful,
I had my choice from the array—
pending my desired side effect.
If I desired to fall into a comatose sleep,
the navy blue pills would do just fine.
The red ones carried with them
the side effect of chronic insomnia.
Yellow capsules guaranteed hearing imaginary voices.
But the white pills enticed me—Dr. Ross prescribed them.
“Take two of these pearly white circles of relief,”
he advised, “every six hours until you begin rampant hallucinations.
They are guaranteed to cure your displaced emotions.”
© 2011 by Charles Banks, Jr.
Written by Black Angel
Excerpt from the Upcoming Chapbook “OPEN WINDOW”