Is It Poetry (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)
Here is where calm I must remain.
Don't forget to use that soul crushing
authoritative psychological shit on me.
Tell me about your father?
My father was my mother said to me.
Why haven't you taken your medication?
You are schizophrenic and morningstar it plays
tricks inside your head.
Having we discussed what's best for you.
But the ghosts of all the others that died here.
We have discussed all that in group.
You dispay narcissistic tendencies with overt
aggression to authority.
Yes nurse please.
Prepare him for shock treatments please.
And increase the voltage,
I will sign the order and nurse!
If we see no improvement in his case.
Prepare him for the happy room down stairs.
Doctor keep in mind I have no experience there.
Lobotomies dear nurse, is exactly where we're at.
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