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In the asylum grounds

my thoughts are doing

their usual rounds-they

leap from leaf to leaf.

Inside the sounds of

patients impersonating

each other fades as I

step into the lift. The

floors have been shuffled

two comes before one, four

comes before three and I step

out onto a floor that doesn't

exist. A psychiatrist raises

a skeleton's wrist and clothes

it with my skin-he can now see

the thoughts and fires in my head

and the dread that one day I will

be declared sane. The psychiatrist

summons a snake from a basket that

sheds it's skin and tempts me with

a skin of normality in exchange

for the fires of insanity that

burn in my head

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To me it seems carefree, almost idyllic, but from the text it's clear that even the not-so-"sane" have stress:


... he can now see

the thoughts and fires in my head

and the dread that one day I will

be declared sane ...


I read this two ways. Perhaps the psychiatrist is a bit anxious, too. If everyone was sane, he might end up out of a job!



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David W. Parsley

Powerful and compelling. How does the reader resist? A trance-like journey through the discovered beautry of one person's prison, made at once a demesne and rite of passage. Completion of that passage is in reach. It can be chosen, but at the price of potential diminution of creative vision; yet with the promise of fulfillment, even triumph. Can they be mastered into a balance? Intriguing.


Is it okay if this reader request a finish with more umph? "Fires in my head" seems unimaginative after all the preceding fires of language and thought.


- Dave

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

psychiatrists are quacks. they talk to you one time for 5 minutes and no matter shat after that you can not own a god because you migh shut the psychitrist ant they prescibe you a drug that f---s with the chemicals of your head destroying your liver and kidneys as to say they think they are so smart thy consider themselves gods. who died and made them suoreme. also like the ten latest anti-depressants have been taken off the market because a fifth of those that take kill themselves or it cause severe side affects that leads to death. i have been changed like ten times in the last 3 years different anti-depressant medications. i looked at indegredients makeup in each one the same crao





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