Wednesday, January 21, 2009

liaison psychiatry

it's a lonely place

the hordes
versus me

like in some
archaic asylum
i scurry
back and forth,

with no reference intervals
or stethoscopes
i am unarmed
against

their medical problems
and their intra-cranial
woes blooming
ambiguity.

what do i
shake it all
off
with

when self
doubt
is this coat
i
wear?