81.

swallow them down, pill
by pill until you can think more
clearly, you can speak more
plainly, but you cannot feel colors
very loudly any-
more

be careful with the words you put
in your mouth -- they have
claws that catch
my throat around its middle and
tie my arms in knots

(you are the only one, really,
 who has words
 like that)

and you may look behind you
someday and you may see this
written down on paper white, and
you may remember
the feel of the keys
under your fingertips

if you make it that far down
the gravel path