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July 04, 2022

No One Wants To See You Lose Your Mind

By Tim Heerdink

No One Wants to See You Lose Your Mind


Hands shaking, heart thumping out of rhythm
like a drummer too busy smoking dope in the woods
instead of practicing patterns like a good musician should.

Anxiety's got its hold on you, boy.

The stress is pulling your legs down into the cement,
& no one wants to see you lose your mind, but
that moment is long past overspent & they're disturbed.

They're disturbed because you didn't hold it in
when the temptation to wail like an injured coyote
overcame the pressure to conform into society's mold.

No, you're making a scene now, & the crowd is talking,
spreading their gossip about how you must be
some sort of stoned lunatic crying for a fix.

You're crying for a fix, but it's not the withdrawal
of narcotics making you tweak out in this matrix;
you want a fix for all the broken seconds come unhinged.

Someone's prepping the thorazine for you,
silence will come with a quick prick of the skin
& all this racket will have been for nothing

because everyone refuses to ever listen.







Article © Tim Heerdink. All rights reserved.
Published on 2022-01-10
Image(s) are public domain.
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