[I am altered, terminal, skeletal]
Hadara Bar-Nadav

      —from the Fentanyl package insert and Medline Plus drug information

I am
                                                altered,
                                 terminal,
                                                skeletal.

 

 

The hours
                                                blunt
                                                me,

 

                                                dine
                                                on
                                                my
head.



 

                                                Sign a form
acknowledging you understand the risks
                                                that
                                                erase you.

 



                                                Euphoria
is released slowly into the blood,
severe and unpredictable,


                                                paralyzing
                                                my
                                                open heart.

 


                                                Death
                                                is
                                                patient,


                                                monitoring
                                                the muscles of respiration,
                                                neck,                             eye,
                                                and eyelash.




The brain
                                                is
                                                shivering
                                                in human milk.


The brain
                                                says
manufacture
light.



Dreams
decrease the
urge to breathe
and         end with wire cutters


                                                tearing along the perforations,
                                                pink side facing up.




                               You may
                               feel dizzy, sleepy,
                               minty,
                               a gentle bubbling feeling,


                               until                             you
                               completely
                               dissolve.

from the book THE ANIMAL IS CHEMICAL / Four Way Books 
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"This poem is from my book "The Animal Is Chemical," which includes a series of erasures based on pharmaceutical package inserts from medications I and my family had recently consumed. I was a medical editor for several years and was fascinated by this idea that language could harm or heal. I challenged myself to take the hard, impenetrable language of package inserts and turn them into poems in order to find language a care—that might heal, inform, warn, or simply keep readers company in a moment of need."

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