psychiatry
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Too Long; Didn’t Read
I’ve convinced myself a thousand times
that I am and am not worth saving—
Two Poems
Hand me the towel, darling.
Auditing Session
The helmet has been placed on his head. He’s been attached to the machine.
Cured
The blank-faced patient sat before the therapist; having just slit of a mouth in his smooth round face, to speak, to answer; no eyes, no nose, nothing.
Treatment
December 23rd.
My bedroom. Four o’clock in the morning.
6 Visual Poems
They talk over me, even in my dreams, ’til I’m nearly bursting at the seams.
Strong Oak
I went past him on the bus. I could only see his feet, but I knew it was a him.
Ruffling Feathers
Don doesn’t know how it started really. Probably in increments.
Two Dead Men Dream of Death
“I keep having this damned dream,” I tell Merlin over breakfast.
BATTLE ROYALE
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