[Poem][Another]

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Another morning, another stretch, another pain, another pill

Another breakfast, another coffee, another strain, another pill

Another day, another dress up, another shift, another pill

Another lunch, another drink, another spasm, another pill

Another trip of the ladder, another lean over a trolley, another heavy box, another pill

Another angry customer, another peeved associate, another headache, another pill

Another locked door, another cashier till lift, another page of paperwork, another pill

Another locked door, another drive home, another elevator lift, another pill

Another empty apartment, another dinner alone, another late night, another pill

Another lay in bed, another toss and turn, another sleepless night, another pill

It’s past midnight, I don’t know what time

There are plenty of pills for that

But I don’t want them anymore.

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