Not Such a Silent Night

Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ucOOifTukWQ

It won't be a silent
night this Christmas in
the Psych Ward.
There are some real
wack jobs in here.
One guy grabbed his crotch,
and said, 'I have hold of all my faculties.'
The nurse asked him what
drugs he was on,
He said, 'It's not the drugs that are
the problem, it's the women.'
Maybe he's not as crazy as I thought.
I shouldn't talk; I'm getting
ECTs (Electra Convulsive Therapy)
One of the side effects is
memory loss. I hope they make me
forget the last woman in my life.
Life is so odd.
I'm locked in the nuthouse,
getting shock treatments.
She's home in her apartment,
cooking and cleaning,
crazy and mean as a s**t-house rat.

Author's Note

My book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, is available on Amazon.com, and my limited edition e-book, Rise Up Collected Poems and Short Stories, is available on Booksie.com.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

Sometimes the ones that truly need to be in the psych ward are the ones who escape
It’s confines because they are master manipulators and smart to boot. This poem made me laugh a little. The man with his faculties

[John the Baptist]

When I was working in mental health, I visited psych wards many times. You never knew what kinds of comments you might hear. The guy described in the poem was typical.

[J Todd Underhill]

Interesting this had a Bukowski feel to it. Liked the read. I could see you reciting this poem to a Psych ward nurse begging for higher voltage to accomplish the memory being erased.

[red93]

Brilliant Thomas - real, hard-edged and true - Ken Kesey would applaud you I'm sure. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Thomas W Case]

Lol. Thanks. I love Cuckoo's Nest.

[Soren]

This is a most raw and captivating work that shows the side of Christmas that we sweep under the rug when holiay visitors arrive

[Thomas W Case]

So true. Thanks.