Just one more.

 

Just one more

Pill.

 

The medicine,

You see,

Is designed to… well…

help your symptoms,

make you live longer,

ease the pain,

alleviate the anxiety/depression/disorientation.

 

Chalky

calcite

caked on tongue;

dentures,

palate,

desiccated.

Mouth, a dry foam.

 

Lost look in the eyes of the old woman

As she smiles

despite

the calcium tablet,

part-dissolved.

 

She spits it into your hand.