Evaluated & Committed & Evaluated, P.S. H.R. [Pt. XV]

Poplar Springs Hospital + Rehab (P.S. H.R.)

here- voluntarily committed- involuntary only on the face
unfortunately fascists may make the rules, but just in case...
they have someone else- each other- taking lightly the opportunity
to Care! i know JUST is always now the appropriate routine
locked in this place- together, with brothers- bored only slightly
do i look? act? usually, generally healing feeling reeling from the hype
when they say we are 'suicidal,' is that really, truly, speaking 'rightly'?
nurses distracted by paperwork- doctors never with any 'time'
tornadoes, emotions- all around- no one taking a breath to listen
uninsured, mostly- at least me- all assured their families don't want them
desperate to go home- calling home a dream- i see cheeks glisten
tempers flair- despair, pacing, screaming, begging.. hopeful. ehem...
i hope someone will tell them that so they know someone cares- freely
that the pre-determined paperwork and written course of 'treatment'
are ineffectual, forced; forged carefully- false, wasteful 'guarantees'
that all they work for is to get paid- proviDDing intentional un-easement
dodging personal contact, reading 'scripts'- medicating... a killing spree
if you ask me... how do we convince that real, true, Love- a-peace-meant
wherever we are; all we want to be is us- with someone to listen- comfort, free
if we are ever allowed to be home, with family- 'Medical Diagnoses'? rejectED...
people that work here, those forced here, staff, 'students'- all DO care
if only they, we, all had time to do something other than file paper...


Committed (Tsch, 'Sista')

Please don't take offense- we cannot share a kiss
I know you are my 'sista', but really- i am committed
I hope you'll forgive me if i tell you just this
In fact you've made me comfortable, though kiss omitted
don't worry- not about a thing- but please take this poem
i hope you'll forgive me- words are all i have for you, i guess
but you asked for this first- so thanks for helping me home
so don't worry about me or the request- please just rest
ordinarily i write for unusual reasons- lies (instead of Love)...
this isn't the last- we'll both be home- and catch up a bit later
though a kiss will never come, am i still your friend, your brother?
this isn't the end- it's never too late- we'll catch up on the rewind
you say you're from near where i'll be- get home- past the time.