Little White Pill

Every morning as the sun crests
Over the hoity-toity housing up the hill
I choke one down.
You could set a clock by it.

A bitter vanguard
fighting, tooth and nail, the forces of
madness and confusion.
The disputed territory?
Control.

Without that foothold, I slip into ever-deepening darkness
full of wailing and gnashing of teeth,
where neither Lord nor Savior may venture.

A little white pill
stands between me and elemental unease.
So I choke it down.
And smile a sad smirk

We both know I'll have to do this
every morning of every day.
Forever.
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