My safe, safe psychosis is broken.
It was hard.
It was made of stone.
It covered my face like a mask.
But it has cracked.


Words for Dr. Y.: uncollected poems with three stories (ed. 1978)


My safe, safe psychosis is broken. It was hard. It was made of stone. It covered my face like a mask. But it has cracked.

My safe, safe psychosis is broken. It was hard. It was made of stone. It covered my face like a mask. But it has cracked.

My safe, safe psychosis is broken. It was hard. It was made of stone. It covered my face like a mask. But it has cracked.

My safe, safe psychosis is broken. It was hard. It was made of stone. It covered my face like a mask. But it has cracked.