Llew N. Rmail

Rookie (B 6/21/1863, D 12/3/1937 / Easter Island, Chile)

Crazy - Poem by Llew N. Rmail

Stranded, weak
that is not what I want to be.
I am a poet,
not a pilot.
And those stocks, well
they’re crazy.
They’ll fall some day.
People will lose their jobs.
Goldfish,
I’m the gold fish king.

They call me crazy.
Don’t call Llew crazy!

A poem with no title originally, Llew gave this title to this poem after he had come back from the mental asylum he wrote it in. He stayed there for ∿ .3 months- from 9/12/21 to 12/14/21. We know he was in one because of a note a nurse left on the notebook page this was written on:
“Doctor-
Llew wrote this today in free time. You should talk to him about his career.
-Nurse Patricia
10/17/1921”


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009



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