Chemically Dependent Actor / Drug of Choice / P.S. H.R.

unintelligent but intelligible,
eligible for an elegant
legibility. intent on reaching
for understanding by breeching
standard thoughts and fears
years of tears, dreary.
still- weary of memory
of wars and invasions
insanity, evasion, expansion
terrorism, 'truisms'- all a prism
a spoken motive of altruism
biding and hiding; projecting
hidden intentions of retention
of past aggressions and transgressions
rejecting one moment for a perception
of future 'justice of substance'
chemical interactions misread
by inadequate gasping
grasping at the
'facts' of 'acts'
when becoming
fluid and fluent
Being
flowing freely, fearlessly
electrically eclectic satisfaction
inactively seeking an appropriate path
recognizing the reflection
and the cognitive impact
of action, inaction
deed, missed deed
missed details
entailed attractions
oppositional misinformation
operational defamation
refining formidably
extracted.
interacting.
recognizing.
influencing.
realizing
neutrality; confirmed.
affirmed..
i am...
chemically dependent
on you.

"Drug of Choice"**

an allergic reaction, alternating
between, beneath, borne by blood
carrying chemicals; coursing all directions
dominating, dimming- donning for me my mask
every eerie shred- doubt- ekes in
feeding on, fomenting from these formulations
gravity grabs tighter; green, grounded
hooded, hopeless- horrified by my diagnosis
irritated; in fact, entirely ired- immune
jailed, jogging in place, jet-set to go
killing time, konking out- rounding out a balancing act
left lonesome at home- loathing and longing linger
more.. whatever it is.. more..
no.. i shouldn't, i feel sick... no..
only one more..? NO! not even one only.
pouring, patient... pure, purposeful.. pragmatically 'poor'
quickly quoting quaint but patented phrases accidentally
realistic, respectful- re-doubling; no copy(right?)
selfless, 'homeless'...? i feel soulless, sordid, sarcastic- helpless
truthful and tormented- tortured tirelessly knowing
unused and used up all at once- ignored but 'kept up'
vying... vanity.. voracious? no, simply veracious
witting, wounded- wound tight, the comedown is wicked
(3)xcruciating, (3)xpected- (3)xperienced [E]xplicably and immediately
youthful yearnings wasted by chemical
zoning- zeroing.. zeroed at go.

"Poplar Springs Hospital + Rehab / P.S. H.R. (Edit #2)"**

here- voluntarily committed- involuntary only on the face
unfortunately fascists may make the rules, but just in case...
they have someone else- each other- taking lightly the opportunity
to Care! i know JUST is always now the appropriate routine
locked in this place- together, with brothers- bored only slightly
do i look? act? usually, generally healing feeling reeling from the hype
when they say we are 'suicidal,' is that really, truly, speaking 'rightly'?
nurses distracted by paperwork- doctors never with any 'time'
tornadoes, emotions- all around- no one taking a breath to listen
uninsured, mostly- at least me- all assured their families don't want them
desperate to go home- calling home a dream- i see cheeks glisten
tempers flair- despair, pacing, screaming, begging.. hopeful. ehem...
i hope someone will tell them that so they know someone cares- freely
that the pre-determined paperwork and written course of 'treatment'
are ineffectual, forced; forged carefully- false, wasteful 'guarantees'
that all they work for is to get paiD- proviDing intentional un-easement
dodging personal contact, reading 'scripts'- medicating... a killing spree
if you ask me... how do we convince that real, true, Love- a-peace-meant
wherever we are; all we want to be is us- with someone to listen- comfort, free
if we are ever allowed to be home, with family- 'Medical Diagnoses'? rejectED...
people that work here, those forced here, staff, 'students'- all DO care
if only they, we, all had time to do something other than file paper...

** if you enjoyed these, you can find more at my blog NOTHING DEFINITE: SPONTANEOUS, COMBUSTIBLE, POETRY on this site or at:

http://gcool06.blogspot.com/

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Dependency

Philip Winchester
Fly Post these words on every wall and tree.
No body will understand as they float by Dead
In Mind or Heart or Physical Spirit Too Late.
Some may see, if enough are posted.
Refer to the number of comments you have received
measured to the Hundred Reads We are lucky to see
One Per Cent returns to our labours.
For Goodness sake be sure you keep in Contact.
Kind Regards.
Philip

no doubt. ;)

none. :) here to stay.

Stay Around

Philip Winchester
Bear Witness as a Bear Witness.
Much to do,and much to Say.
So Listen,Watch and Learn.
From your Friends.
None are Alone.
No more Alone.
Regards
Philip

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