Cough Syrup

Inspired by NyQuil and simple beauty.

her days go by in mouthfuls of

cough syrup and they spill right over

her lips which contort and form ohs and 

ahs as if she were toying with a million or

more ideas at once but she says nothing -- 

nothing but more cough syrup and more days

gone by and they spill down her chin and her 

chest and find rest in her lap... I watch this

pool fill with her own wasted time for a while until

my eyes move up that sad stream to her face.

just then, right then her lazy shoulders move forward

a little bit and she lets go a sigh. she sits back again.

the days keep spilling right over her stupid mouth and I

keep watching. I can never stop watching and the

cough syrup can never stop spilling, so please may

I never forget that f*****g sigh.

Reviews

[ANTO]

So much pain and yet there is so much toughness
This is as strong a write as I've read here in WC

Well done Dan