La De Da
She had severe scoliosis and her teeth were atrocious but her heart rings as pure as a bell. She's on haldol, heavy doses to ward off her psychosis, one can see that she's clearly unwell. Ranting and raving in her chair she's not going anywhere, so on this unit she'll remain. She sees demons. She hears witches, as her body jerks and twitches and the doctors have declared her insane. Theres not much left in her repertoire accept to sing la de da which she chants a thousand times each day. La de da is now her mission, sung soulfully with contrition. La de da is about all that she will say. She no longer knows right from wrong, la de da, her theme song, and she owns it in the most endearing way. In this mental cocoon she'll by pass many a moon, until one day she will just slip away..
Copyright © Nancy Kaufman | Year Posted 2020
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