She left me like
Brutus left Caesar
like a shark attack.
My back was bent and
bleeding, and I was well
versed in delirium.
She had the electricity
shut off the day after
she abandoned me, and I drank
myself into a new oblivion.
There were kittens in
the wall--shadows tall and hot,
and I was well-versed
in delirium.
I stole Four Locos' from
the convenience store, but
not enough to keep
the goblins at bay.
They chased me through
my nightmare--molested
me at dawn.
The elixir exorcised the monsters.
But I often misplaced it,
in the dryer or fireplace.
The meat began to rot in
the freezer, and I was
well-versed in delirium.
My moonflowered brain thought
the cat tree was
a person.
I paced the floor and
talked to it; asked questions,
sought solace.
Degradation of the
mind reached critical mass.
And I landed in the
psych ward again.
The bats brought seizures,
and cheesecake, and yogurt
berry parfaits that were
to die for.
I was well-versed in
delirium.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
I love this one Thomas it is quite gritty and raw and like a piece of food you really want that fell on the floor you brush the dirt off and eat it. Very nice Thomas
Thank you, my friend.
Well-versed in delirium...sounds like me. 🤣🤪 I love the playing around with that line that you do. All of it feels very intentional, very you. Well done on this, Thomas. Seriously. 🌹👏
Thank you. I appreciate it.
You are most welcome, Thomas!!!
A wonderful raw and gritty read, nicely crafted
Thank you so much.
You are very welcome
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