A cup of tea and a little pill
every morning before school
always and always grateful
white plastic wired to pink plastic
in a glass by the cup
school holidays
overcast and threatening
the tea too strong or the wrong pill
a sudden apparition
shining faced stick doll
grinning and groaning
wet-faced clenched juddering
the howl of five around the house
the gravity of ten demanding silence
this happened in our presence
this happened in our absence
white plastic wired to pink plastic
the wet face of fifteen
dripping on the dry face of ten
afterwards no cup of tea and no little pill
the floor not fit to have a fit on
and never any breakfast
and sticking to the bed perhaps
(a bit of cheap self-analysis)
unwilling to face the day
without a cup of tea
and a little pill