Peters Mind

I resign the lease, no,
Question or worry,

My own thoughts
Rented repeated.

People I don’t know
Come and go.

Breakfast fed by hunger.
A brownie, a hash...

To wash down with,
Early morning gins,

Devour me and feed me
I’m baked, pigs in a blanket

Wrapped up tight like
Late night tokes,

Beaten, burned.
Made dumb by words,

Trust us, sister friend
I’ll protect you, with swords.

Decapitated like roadkill;
Chased by siren sounds

Ride cars through
the underground

Always asleep. Always awake.
We escape a carnival ride,

Raise your hands all rounds,
Now scream… on Prozac,

Silent and peaceful,
Medicated? I’m eradicated.

Dizzy ears want balance,
Search this hotel room

Mirror for memory
Steam covered, fingers

Bent and sliced
Write “help me.”

I’ve trained for this,
Earned my degree for this

But all the bad things
In the world aren’t

Protected by this
Just me, my work clothes

His house coat
So,

I spent another night
In Peters Mind

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