Ode To Diphenhydramine.

we finally find the small aisle, the one i've been searching for. pass the pink liquids and big white pills and stop at the little blue ones. look! you can get 50 caplets for $4.99. Five dollars for twenty-five nights of sleep. I do a restrained dance and compare prices. the cashier does not know she holds a near month of happy nights for me. she tosses them in the bag with the chicken, i jump. when we return home i put them down, in an elevated space - the fruit bowl. and i stare at them for hours until the clock finally flips over to 10pm. i dream about dinosaurs in aeroplanes and beautiful women drinking whiskey with me. when i awake, the sky is gray and i am out of coffee. in the excitement i had forgotten that i'd still have to get out of bed.