Franks Psychiatry 5 #70: cracked-pepper clinic

Frank Prem

fra-ank

 

she says it with a sing-song inflection at the end

 

fra-ank

 

an insistent entry into my consciousness

 

I’m driving back from wangaratta
where we have attended the fracture clinic
two weeks ago she fell down some stairs
and received a tiny crack in one toe

 

the receptionist beckons to me after registration

 

do you know what she told me her name was
she said it was autumn
autumn summer

 

we agreed that autumn summer
would be quite a nice name at that
and smiled knowingly at each other

 

now here
on the drive back to the hostel
she has been watching me closely for twenty kilometers

 

fra-ank

 

ye-es

 

when we get back
can you do something
on your computer

 

what is it you want me to do

 

could you fix up the pepper in my head

 

oh

 

what does the pepper do inside your head

 

you know

 

she says

 

it goes round and round
and stops me from reading and from writing

 

will you get on the computer and fix it

 

well of course I will

 

as soon as we get back
to the hostel

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 19th, 2018 01:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: Franks Psychiatry Pt 5 - hostel life.
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  • Laura🌻

    Frank,
    Incredible what goes through their mind! Autumn Summer...interesting name she picked!
    Did she remember to remind you when you got back to the hostel or was it a momentary thing?

    ~Laura~

    • Frank Prem

      No continuity in the delusional beliefs with this lady Laura.

      New world every morning.

      • Laura🌻

        Never boring!!☺️

      • Goldfinch60

        It is amazing what goes on in peoples mind.

        • Frank Prem

          We always used to say that it was best to be a bit bent and twisted to work well in psych ...



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