I crazy in the garden of the clinic as
saw the world?
disturbing and profound
polished as bright as America
the glitter of the party raged past summer while
between fire and flies
Svelte passing cars and a driver distracted
shooting off again to reach the summit
invisible
a different and crazy madness as a mean wake
irreducible and springs
to seek refuge away or get lost in a maze
unfortunate and indistinct
in eddies of the human race.
summer 2008-30 September 2008
Once they were the lunatics in the madhouse, then the mental hospitals have changed their name and are called clinical trials. I knew one of these clinics, in another city. Sometimes crazy people went out and created havoc in the normal world. One day a madman came out of the gate, went the street and started directing traffic ...
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