Daniel J. Flore III
“Deep soothe comin in from the south!”
O'Brien and I sit at the windows of the mental hospital watching the traffic
a tractor trailer appears
”Deep soothe comin’ in from the south!”
“What does that mean?” I ask.
He says, “That truck has been riding for at least a hundred miles and not one person in all the
world has died during the trip. Yeah, he’s been ridin’ right for a long time! You can tell it’s a
soothe by the lights,
see how comfortable and fuzzy they are
just like the swaddling clothes the blessed virgin put on our Lord when he was a babe.”
When he finishes I think to myself, Wow, I wish he wasn’t crazy
or maybe that I wasn’t.
Trying to get a prescription filled feeling like I’d have better luck pooping gold
Why won’t you fill my meds?
I’m running out and vomiting from anxiety.
I’m vomiting from the stress of trying to get the meds that help me with stress.
I ’m not going to sell them on the street,
I’m not gonna take more than I should.
You know me I’m not an addict, I’m just crazy.
The whacko that you let rest on the comfortable pharmacy seats
when I was on the verge of going in the hospital.
Why do you need a doctor’s prior authorization?
He already called it in.
Do you know how hard it is to get a hold of a doctor once, let alone twice??
There’s a pandemic going on.
I don’t even think he is in his office.
I’ve tried calling and so have you like 50 million times.
I've been on these meds forever,
you know that.
Can’t you just fill them like you always do?
What if I have nervous breakdown?
I know I won’t need a prior authorization for that.