“Medicating”

by G.T.

                                                             He was dead and you
                                                             told me to get over it.

                                                             The doctor wrote this and
                                                             told me to get it filled.

                                                             I threw it away
                                                             and poured myself
                                                             a tequila shot
                                                             in one of his old
                                                             prescription bottles.