Science  Write  Now

Originally published in Xn.

After three weeks dropping

down the dose curve, their

pink scored ellipse’s bitterness

that bites the tongue              

then melts to liquid blackness

to make night’s work    

an easy run of sleep

and eases off the ratchet

of day’s angst,     

begins to taste              

as good as gin,                      

sweet like radicchio:              

welcome home, the tongue     

says, do come in.