TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA
Under the cosh
We ain’t livin’
Anti-psychotic
That you’re givin’
Slide the needle in
Butt or shoulder
Time release
I thought depots were for buses
But
There’s no fusses
“Take him down!”
In goes the stimulant
And a million neurons
Get nuked.
The chemical cosh
Is revealed not in
Its constituent ingredients
But in the circumstances
Of its administration.
Copyright B E Saunders 2016
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