February 4

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Untethered untethered
a psych ward day

no one was there
even as they sat there

lost like reception
a radio song cuts in

and out and
it’s not the same

song that they
hear anyway

so I move
politely on

or try even
my shadow

self-conscious
here they are not

a ghost
but it feels

like a void
here like

an ache
from a sharp

blow like
static

no pieces
no whole

just cracks
and how they show

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10 Comments

  1. Loved the psych ward. Such pretty colors to blend into and not be noticed. Are we all psyched up or are we medicated down?

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