Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Sunday, December 22, 2024

Chronics

 

In the rehab place where wasted hearts
sleep too much like buried creatures
the nurse dispenses dreams from a cart
and the worst of us become the teachers

If you're feeling sentimental
aversion therapy works the best
and for something supplemental
try stuffing newspaper in your chest

We the burned, we the bruised
nod in our not-quite present way
shock-shelved inventory seldom used
but trotted out on holidays

A waitress serves the plates--we break them
to wake ourselves like catatonics
we choose a new mistake at random
we the dazed romantic chronics.
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for Word Garden Word List--Warren Zevon

Music: Damien Jurado Kansas City



1 comment:

  1. Your description on rehab and what it does to the soul really resonates - far best to take the journey (if safe) on one's own. A brilliant poem and wishing much health, happiness and peace for the season - Jae

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