psychiatry
TagAuditing 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
(ᵟຶ︵ ᵟຶ) (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻ (ᵟຶ︵ ᵟຶ)
“Exhale Light” (Praise the Sun)
The man behind the foggy door—
big nose, bigger glasses—
is called “DR. ORNSTEIN.”
A boss
elevated above trash
with reused
models
in overused
corridors
meant to dull sense