Social Overload – Shutdown – but the end does come. Eventually.

I’ve just come to after a deep, impenetrable sleep. Almost three hours of shutdown as my head recharged itself. Previous to that had been three hours of cold that nipped at my core, of weariness that sapped my lifeblood, of numbness than silenced me. What goes on in my head at these times? Just as…

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Washed-up Mind: two poems reflecting on mind separation

Washed-up 1 That washed-up image of a girl I see, I knew her once, or was it she knew me? She touches her cheek as I touch mine, mouths the words I speak; takes a while to recognise now gazing back through unmoving eyes proving my mind’s winding away as lathered foam in deluged pools…

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After the Visit: my poem about Social Overload

Note about the poem: • it was written when I was an in-patient on an Acute Ward at the local Mental Hospital; I can’t recall now whether it was written after an actual visit – I suspect it was – nor who had visited • the dichotomy I had – always have – is that…

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Reasons to go on: Poems, part 5

Reason to go on: Survival Reaching out Reaching out into the darkness I catch at emptiness. Feelings cannot penetrate the armour plating of my thoughts. SecretsShh! Don’t breathe a word – not a syllable to a soul, share my secret, take my burden as your own.Shh! Listen to me – not a word to pass…

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Reasons to go on: Poems, part 4

Reason to go on: Bloody-mindedness In sickness A pail of depression; A fist of anger; A sweated brow of anxiety; A deep well of despair; A flight of fear; Simmer together for 50 years. Drink the evil broth. The show must go onJust one cut, then another, slice through skin smooth and thin;blade drawing criss-cross,…

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Reasons to go on: Poems, part 2

Reason to go on: External Pressures Conformist I do not look as you look: burn out my eyes, make them mirrors. I do not feel as you feel: unpeel my skin; cement with stones. I do not think as you think: pluck out my mind; integrate with circuits. Mirrors, stones, and circuits feel no pain.…

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