(In)(Sane)

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(In)(Sane)

 

A CRAZY WORLD EXISTS

IN A SMALL WHITE PADDED ROOM

Where reality

is

?

 

He’s Shadow Boxing

demons

Crying at their

Silly faces

Laughing  tears

of

confusion

Powered by Lithium

while

Orderly Robots

From space

shuffle out thorazine

As He

puts on his

unemotional

poker face

to prepare for

the game

 

He’s

Dripping drip drops

Of

Drool

On dark

Drifting dreams

Walking on pillows

Of cotton

In room

Cloud 9

Swaying

To the

Swooshing

Song

Of the

Spaceship’s engine

Waving at

aliens

While he’s out

on his

ride

 

He’s

the star

in his own episode

Of a

 looney tunes

cartoon

Watching

A ward

of

wonderous

wild

pack of

Worry warts

Wiggling

To get away

When suddenly

The orderly robots

from space

Wisk him

Back to

Room cloud 9

Where

He finds himself

 Levitating

Above a bed

of hungry

Leaches

out for his blood

That feed like a hungry pack of

razors

When his

blue blood

Turns

Red

 

frightened

by the sight

there's a brief moment

Of insanity

And

he 

wakes

Up

In a

lone

urine stained bed

in a small

white padded

room.

Reviews

[BloodySkye]

Awesome! The rhythm in this is epic and kept me going. I actually heard a beat in my head along with some trippy music to go along with it. The story woven here is eclectic, fun, yet twisted into something deliciously dangerous and mental, with a side of surrealism. I love the way you wrote it, your style is growing on me. Unique but awesome.

[Ashley Griffiths]

This is a great piece. Some really good imagery that really shows the tightrope between sanity and insanity.

[melissa]

Great poem keep up the great work i can't wait to read more

[Chris Micha]

Thanks Melissa :)

[melissa]

You're welcome

[Lily Mae]

Were we in the same place? I ordered a special jacket..the white scared me. Excellent write and I felt every word..xo

[Chris Micha]

Haha maybe so. I ordered a lime green jacket! ;)

[MsJewel]

Your creativity shines in this out of the box type of write. You never cease to amaze me!

:) Julie

[Chris Micha]

Thank you my dear Julie. Always delighted to have you stop by my work. :)

[rav1209]

I loved this poem so much, it reminded me of Mark Z. Danielewski's House of Leaves. Towards the end there is some poetry like this. You did a great job.

[Chris Micha]

Thanks so much Rav! I am happy you enjoyed it. :) I'll check out that author.

[Lyn Anderson]

I am impressed. It does not have the frenetic pace I would have expected, but worked well.

[Chris Micha]

Really? I thought it was frenetic lol especially since he was severly medicated haha
Thank you for the review :)

[Lyn Anderson]

You want to read frenetic poetry about insane people check out Eric Pudalov

[Chris Micha]

Sweet! Thank u

[just Penny]

To be mentally unwell and sanctioned while the episode is treated is a harrowing experience for anyone to experience. This describes in great detail the entire process, along with the "treatments" given. To find a baseline to call something a "reality" is challenging for anyone, but when unwell, how hard must it be? A sad, insightful piece, nicely presented and very well written :) Penny

[Chris Micha]

Thank you my friend. I am truly honored as always. :) I think reality is different for every individual and we must all be open to each others.