After I was sectioned.
I was sectioned to keep me safe. It didn’t feel very safe... it felt very rough, unpredictable, chaotic, harsh.When released I moved in with my best friend, her partner and their children. And I was met with softness and patience. And she bathed me. And I could joke again, feel punk again, unravel. And that is love.
Good Mourning
My dissent into madness began after I awoke from my slumber SleepwalkingRunning Into Reality The beginning of the end All while moving through the night terrors in the abyss of my mind Outraged by the betrayal of my senses Senseless, useless aimless actions all summing up to be a figment of my imagination The insolence I’ve desecrated this You wonder if you were ever alive I’ve wandered into t...
Metamorphosis (Kafka-style)
Come dance in the waterCome bleach your skinWe’ve lined up the planets in a rowFor you to beginRinse every fractureAnoint with cementSweet and dark like molassesYou’re dripping sin Looks like your fatherCould tame the windHe punched the carotidYou enslaved the JinnYour faith was martyredAnd you lost all your friendsThey draped you with a nooseYou arabesqued and (stoically) grinned Leech out th...