Mind Our P's and Q's
The sane file singularly, wait impatiently to enter
the sanctuary of sanatoriums.
Crazy has a mission, it rushes, it presses
with a pitiless paranoia,
it packs suitcases moves into unguarded minds.
For we cannot spell it out, dare not decry;
for the mad remain morbidly mean,
they are building places
to keep us far, far away
from what we could and now should say.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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