sitting in front of the fish tank
after now having what i believe to be
my 9th panic attack,
there is a man with his ear
I am familiar with this place.
you can take your knives in here.
they didn’t even notice my taser this time.
I am concerned that I am going to
suddenly stop breathing one day.
and you will,
the little girls tell me,
if you keep mixing drugs this way.
but remind the audience that no one ever believes you
as a precursor to understanding how
to be seeeeen.
“the hopsital series”