Aslyum

What use is empathy

if you don’t act on it?

Is listening enough,

When inaction

is part of the problem?

Is sitting down

the answer

to inertia?


Surely not.


I don’t know if I have the capacity

to act any more,

except in the sense of performance;

and even that mask is slipping.


A mask which was never for me,

it was for everyone else’s sake.


To be a solid shape,

a cliff edge

to hang to if they slipped,

not a sand dune.


Without booze,

coffee,

cigarettes

or whatever other crutch,

I become like sand.


When ‘real life’ infringes

on my anarcho-creative

dream vision

of the world,


I have nothing

but quotes

and platitudes

to offer.


Vague philosophies

and half remembered self-help lies.

I have no practical experience of ‘life’,

just tips on how to avoid it.


If even the most successful of us are riddled

with anxiety, doubt, debt and obligations,

what hope is there

for the rest of us?


What does that mean

for those who can’t always see clearly,

can’t always be chipper,

can’t always be ‘productive’

or ‘good citizens’?


What does it mean for those of us

haunted by the ghosts of our own lives?


There exists a correlation

between those struggling with ‘real life’

and those who struggle with their mind

on a daily basis.


This system is increasingly punishing those people

for their sensitivity, awareness and creativity.

These people run themselves ragged

to give to others.


For this

they are punished,

economically,

psychologically,

politically

and socially.


I think

it’s high time

that the lunatics

took over the asylum.

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