recipe for pain
alice olds ellington
vodka, 5 jiggers.
mix with gait disorder.
fall into stereo.
break ribcage.
vodka, 9 jiggers.
tell dad it's orange juice.
fall somewhere else too drunk to remember where.
break left shoulder.
heal.
enough pain for 20 servings, 50 people. heal some more.
go crack-up on someone else's property.
don't count on dad.
he drinks, too.
maybe you can break your neck next time if you're lucky.
maybe you can actually die some other way.
like the time on the subway at 71st St. which didn't exist.
maybe you can find a gun so sinister it'll scare all the bad guys.
meanwhile, the subway is pretty terrifying when the doors close.
the crowd won't leave.
two guys need a drink so bad they shoot the whole dream.
