Placebo

What am I doing in your mind?
In that corner there, in the folded pinklike structural mass of neurons.
He’s lost in placid streets, 
and I wonder what he thinks 
(below he’s not me btw).

Maybe several individuals
could place a smooth metal rod
the girth of a cock
down my throat and expel the bile and real things.
That heartbreak
could continue unabated, 
another pink tablet.

Daily injections
Take twice a day before bed
before food
before stupid metaphors and 
operate heavy machinery
with your bare hands
eyes closed
neck pumping
blood to
feet
to
cold
sweat