A Silence In Social Work

today we spoke of desperation and how it stood
beside mental illness as though they were brothers
or sisters and how labels are derived and pinned
to the collars of those who speak too urgently
of their desires, and how if their needs, the all
important necessities could be balanced, their minds
might do the same

once I cured a dog of barking by feeding him
these things happen with regularity -
the hail and hearty deciphering the weak, the poor-
the hungry riding piggyback with shrill voices
because despair is the closest one may come to insanity
hope is hardest when the door is locked from the inside
windows painted over and over with the same color
will hold shut like glue and sweat blurs till fresh breezes
are no longer remembered

today I might have said more, but you are young
idealism and understanding prime your eyes with the
first coat of optimism reaching a high shine
and what can one know of time that has used so little yet
how is defeat explained without the visual aids
and years of understanding a thousand plans that failed

 

today we spoke of insanity being more desperation
than illness
later I watched the evening bathe a mountain in stillness.

Reviews

[miSS LEaf]

this is amazing, i love when you write like this.. 100/100

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I think a loy of those deamed mentally ill are just misunderstood. Shoot some people think someone dancing in the rain is crazy. I think they are embracing life.