‘The Gospel According to Hoffman-Laroche’ by Mike Alexander The Society April 22, 2014 Humor, News of Note, Poetry 3 Comments Tell me why the patient is still crying. What pharmaceuticals? pain pills? barbiturates? What pretties has the doctor been supplying? Finish the prescription. Don’t give up trying the newest, truest of amalgamates. Tell me why the patient is still crying. Xanax will put you down when you are flying, while Ecstacy delivers altered states. What pretties has the doctor been supplying? Whatever truths you cannot help denying let Sodium pentothal unlatch the gates. Tell me why the patient is still crying. One dosage is for selling, one for buying, Rohypnol for those reluctant dates. What pretties has the doctor been supplying? Tell me what you dole out to the dying. What paradise or punishment awaits? Tell me why. The patient is still crying. What pretties has the doctor been supplying? Featured Image: “Pharmacy – Daily Remedies,” photograph, by Mark Savad. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to mbryant@classicalpoets.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 3 Responses James Ph. Kotsbar April 22, 2014 Great modern villanelle! (so sadly true) Reply Marc Tretin May 4, 2014 You got it right. We are more than our synapse chemistry, even if we are not, because we FEEL we are more than our biochemistry. Reply Mike Alexander May 10, 2014 Marc, I agree. I myself like how this poem talks about biochemistry & our artificial paradises, but laces in a lot of religious concerns. Done that before, but it’s always a nifty trick. Mike Reply Leave a Reply to James Ph. Kotsbar Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Marc Tretin May 4, 2014 You got it right. We are more than our synapse chemistry, even if we are not, because we FEEL we are more than our biochemistry. Reply
Mike Alexander May 10, 2014 Marc, I agree. I myself like how this poem talks about biochemistry & our artificial paradises, but laces in a lot of religious concerns. Done that before, but it’s always a nifty trick. Mike Reply
