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The Shrink Of The Lonely Household...
she will mistake
art as a form of disorder
it is not unlikely
she fails you
in the Rorschach test
where butterflies leave
from the frame of a page
and goes somewhere else
and there will be more
stories of its adventures
no longer
warranted by the inkblots
of her mind
she takes a closer look
at your nose
and count how many
breaths are you
making in
a minute
she will degrade you
into a candidate for an
electric cure
write the names of
some capsules for your medication
and a letter of recommendation
to another psychiatric doctor
you are not a poet
but a madman eating words
drinking ink
barking like a dog
at the wrong tree
of this world
you keep you fragile wisdom
shut your mouth
pack your belongings &
leave the place
and grow your tiny flowers
somewhere else.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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