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Mental Hospital

Outside at dusk, thru the plastic hospital windows the lights vertically flashed: Culver City, California

As the daily promenade of meals and linens officially came to an end, the rituals of evening began to hide us further from the truth

We unlocked our hands and fed on the night shift of pills
I looked out the dark window and the lights still flashed: Culver City, California

Then, in a sleepless back seat night I woke up from their fake dose
Vanished over those lights, never to be seen there again

Now, I always wonder how I got so burned out, and if the lights have to.


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Mental Hospital