Twenty-Seven Seconals

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　　I look at myself in the mirror over my dresser and I look the same except my hair is flat on one side.

　　Shirley Goodman's daughter.

　　The drug addict.

　　My eyes have raccoon circles around them but maybe it's the weirdamundo angle of the light.

　　So this is what Mom felt like when she woke up in the hospital.

　　Well, twenty-seven times this.

　　A head full of hamburger gravy and a tongue like a water balloon.

　　I stick out my tongue but it looks the same, it's not bigger or anything.

　　I lie on my bed again and I try to remember what it felt like.

　　But there was nothing to feel.

　　You just go to sleep.

　　There has to be more.

　　All I can figure is, twenty-seven Seconals must be a whole lot different from one Seconal.

　　You take twenty-seven Seconals and you lie down on your bumpy white bedspread to die.

　　You lie down and you close your eyes and where are you.

　　That's the thing I can't get, where are you.

　　And what made her take twenty-seven Seconals in the first place is what I really don't get.

　　I mean how do you even get there.

　　What makes you go into the bathroom and take twenty-seven Seconals.

　　Do you plan it or does it just happen or what.

　　This is what I don't get.

An Egg on Three Sticks, P109-110
Jackie Moyer Fischer
ISBN 9780312317751

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