Someone gave me a bottle of pills today, and told me they are for the pain. I have never seen him around before, and I did not recognize his name.
He must have seen it in my stride, the way I hang my head. Or in my shadowy countenance, or mocking bravado when I entertain my friends.
There was something terrible in me that he saw, that aroused a need to give me these. Unlabeled, and unaccounted for somewhere. Just a small handful and nothing more. What secrets lie in these capsules? Which one of my pains are they for?