Jefferson Carter

Elavil - Poem by Jefferson Carter


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.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression

Comments about Elavil by Jefferson Carter

  • (9/6/2014 4:38:00 PM)

    got to watch out for those toxic cocktails prescribed to patients..I prefer meditation and a glass of every time... (Report) Reply

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  • Captain Herbert Poetry (4/24/2014 7:22:00 PM)

    a very nice story to tell (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014

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