Go Ask Alice Poem by Robin Bennett

White hot lights
interrogate my-
interrupted brain

Thorazine tamed,
now machines
speak
for me

Single file,
a stranger parade-
injecting me
breathing for me
watching me

When did I fall through
the looking glass-
drip...drip...drip
trip....trip...trip
death dressed
as a mad hatter

Questions-
now without answers
lying blindsided by confusion
a symphony of beeps
now a requiem to silence

I can no longer-
explain myself
See, these mad
doctors have
stolen my
flatlining brain