The air was warm

The sky, pure blue.

God you must know

I’m so angry at you.

Breathing is effort;

Sleep,  a bust…

The Voices in my head

Have to go–

—   They must.

Shattered hither and yon

No one wants someone

…this far gone.

Doctors promise respite

Contained in their colored caps

But I find no relief

Except my dog in my lap.

“Oh God!!” This too, a  ghost,

Mine lies murdered, buried

God knows the innermost :

My bloody secret go tell

Give her just one message

Then escort me gently

To the door marked, “Hell”

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That is sad and beautiful