This is the third poem of a new collection I’ve begun entitled "SHARE (your) nocturnALL tendencies". The poems in the collection are loosely based on my recent experiences at a mental hospital and rehab.
a deer-eyed face
turns into a
jelly
-man’s composure
collapsing legs of shivering
fear
and pants getting
p
i
s
s
e
d
in a way, you can say
that he was only a
what
in a world of
those.
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