Eight-line Poems 2

Numbers

Numbers

Oh, delirious draught of ether,
something to allay the fever,
a gas to inspire some laughin’
or party with fatted calf in.

Perhaps even the fabled novocaine,
that welcome, numbing rain
of swollen, painless fumbling
into the future stumbling.


Line count: 8
Rhyemed aabb
For Express It In Eight, 12.03.25
Prompt: Write a poem that includes three numbers.