Ezra's Sleep

Today, you try to fool me —
	standing shakily,
	hobbling toward me
		with a smile,

Cataract eyes saying,
	"Much better now,
		really —
	younger feeling,
		like old times."

You scream in pain
	as I touch your side.

In we go,
	pills from my pocket
	into your mouth —

You drink deeply
	and for once I let you
	 eat anything you want —

You lie next to me
	pain replaced
	by tired euphoria —

Two hours of childhood dreams
	and you never knew
	when the needle touched your vein.

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