Concord State
I cannot be your eyes if you unwilling to see.
Shame: a wasteland of guilt erected upon a plateau of ignorance.
In 1962 you made a stab at the becoming…
of unglued.
Fifty years later the animal will not be
sub dued.
Your illness is only espousing the
indifference to medicate.
A soul infested with halitosis
Negligence vs. obligation are the words
to be uttered when we…
finsih with each other.
Truth be dared
Trespassing the hospital grounds
Mind and body declared not sound.
50’s dianostic materials of lobotomies
in reverse.
Midgets and giants…
a calgary of baptists playing god
in a
fallen church.
What was she to you?
I am sure not an M.C. Laughin’.
The pen will keep writing
until you are gone.
105 Pleasant…
Thorazine’s swan song.
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