12/15/2015
"You, doctor, go from breakfast
to madness."
Anne Sexton
The engine of my amygdala:
so burnt out
I needed coolant, I needed something to prevent my
immolation
a sort of precautionary measure
Rum's flammable
I'd soon find out
In a crowd of hundred dark and
smoke crawled through my shoulders
social little parasite
apologize for being an interruption to everyone
"Wish I could've been there"
Sucrose altruism,
back at the mental hospital id relived
every single second with you
thinking of your anger I read Tennessee William's letters
I loved you
I even loved your hatred.
A girl across the hall screaming
about Jesus and her ****
shouting singing Shenandoah
"But I don't need to be here,"
I turned to my roommate,
a strong figure I still admire,
"Everyone says that, even with a Thorazine needle halfway down their ***
They'd had a name for it
Something about kisses, I don't remember
"Yeah, it leaves a huge bruise on
your *** they laughed in the
tv parlor
there we were
The tristate area's teenage
girls too unstable for the world
a step above "*oh, you know how
teenagers are*"
A girl with grey eyes
Came in my last night there
"Is it normal to cry on your
first day?"
I wasn't allowed to
even touch her shoulder
and so
with the alcohol and the
Lamotrogine I tried to figure
out where it'd all gone wrong
but it'd been hiding in me
psychotic seed,
a virus carrier a patient zero of my own
tepid insanity!
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 7:15 PM UTC
12/15/2015
"You, doctor, go from breakfast
to madness."
Anne Sexton
The engine of my amygdala:
so burnt out
I needed coolant, I needed something to prevent my
immolation
a sort of precautionary measure
Rum's flammable
I'd soon find out
In a crowd of hundred dark and
smoke crawled through my shoulders
social little parasite
apologize for being an interruption to everyone
"Wish I could've been there"
Sucrose altruism,
back at the mental hospital id relived
every single second with you
thinking of your anger I read Tennessee William's letters
I loved you
I even loved your hatred.
A girl across the hall screaming
about Jesus and her ****
shouting singing Shenandoah
"But I don't need to be here,"
I turned to my roommate,
a strong figure I still admire,
"Everyone says that, even with a Thorazine needle halfway down their ***
They'd had a name for it
Something about kisses, I don't remember
"Yeah, it leaves a huge bruise on
your *** they laughed in the
tv parlor
there we were
The tristate area's teenage
girls too unstable for the world
a step above "*oh, you know how
teenagers are*"
A girl with grey eyes
Came in my last night there
"Is it normal to cry on your
first day?"
I wasn't allowed to
even touch her shoulder
and so
with the alcohol and the
Lamotrogine I tried to figure
out where it'd all gone wrong
but it'd been hiding in me
psychotic seed,
a virus carrier a patient zero of my own
tepid insanity!