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Dec 2012
psychiatric
at the psych ward with the client,
hardly anyone is quiet
they all say they feel okay
but 'they' don't even buy it.
here and there a light will flicker
pulsing on and off, I'm sicker
are these lights intentional?
pyscho-nautic centinnel?
calming, calming
smells like ****;
holy **** I need to sit,
who am I and who are they?
oh, here comes the dinner tray.
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