(finally
free from the constraints of everyone’s taint)
spent
the last few moons
locked
up in
a
psychiatric hospital
i
melted down
stripped
down
removed
every strand of hair
everywhere
on
my body
and
went for a walk
it
didn’t take long
before
cops picked me up
“what
you on?”
mister
masculinity mimicked
“just
my own urine”
i
wasn’t even booked
they
just took
me
to crazy town
where
i was kept doped up
high
as a kite
it
was great
i
kept thinking
of
that girl
in
the anne sexton poem
who
kept pulling at an
invisible
hair on her lip
and
thought i should just sit
and
do that
so
they would keep feeding me drugs
but
then i was sidewalk stratosphere
bottle
of pills
pamphlet
for where
i
could get follow up help
i
threw them both in the trash
went
home, got my wallet and some cash
bought
a bottle
without
being under the influence of aristotle
though
i’m the only one
in
the western world who isn’t
back
on the streets
this
time clothed
every
inch of my skin itching
as
hair reconstitutes
my
reality has no absolutes
so
the past few nights
were
absolutely nothing
i
down the bottle
toss
it
find
uberlin by r.e.m.
on
my phone app
light
a smoke
and
start dancing down the sidewalk
which
leads to where i want to go
***
No comments:
Post a Comment