Fortune Cookies: Poems by Andrew Cox

Pain in the Neck

Pain stumbles and falls backwards down the stairs in front of the patrons at the movie theater. Pain denies she fell. Pain denies she was drunk on herself. Pain says it's my way or the highway. Pain was born old and is getting younger. Pain is an addict with a bag full of tricks: great legs emerging from a tennis outfit, a German sedan, a house in the suburbs. No one can throw a temper tantrum like Pain. No one understands how Pain's prescriptions are her best friends. No one understands how lame it is when an older gentleman comes to her aid and she says my knight in shining armor. I must have fainted. Pain stumbles and falls backwards down the stairs in front of the patrons at the movie theater and almost breaks her neck.

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