Elavil Poem by Jefferson Carter

Elavil

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ELAVIL


Every family has that story
about grandpa getting blue
& going to bed for a month,
curtains drawn. When I get blue,
it’s no joke. Ask a Mormon
missionary how he feels,
bugging housewives, wiping
spit off his shoes. Elavil
online, one-hundred dollars
for thirty caps. Possible side effects–
black tongue, breast development
in males, coma, hives,
strange taste, swollen testicles,
stroke, vomiting, red
or purple spots on skin.
How low can you go? How high
can you get? Me? When I’m happy,
I sign all my e-mails X0X0X0.

Thursday, April 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Captain Herbert Poetry 24 April 2014

a very nice story to tell

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Luz Hanaii 18 May 2019

LOL, this made me smile. So many side effects, and you hope it keeps working, as sometimes your body becomes immune to these drugs. But I guess some people really need these meds.

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Dawn Novus 18 September 2017

I see gel cap see through blue. Colours strike primal chord info.

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Richard Jarboe 11 September 2017

poison does have side effects, eh?

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Richard Jarboe 11 September 2017

Hello JC, When the missionaries arrived, they had the book and we had the land. When they left, we had the book and they had the land, and as we know History Repeats Itself. Take care, ric

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got to watch out for those toxic cocktails prescribed to patients..I prefer meditation and a glass of water...works every time...

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