I Mistook Myself for a Scientific Label by Dr. Peter Gordon
This is neither fact, nor expert advice: I am an artist, a poet, and all that may be in-between.
This is neither fact, nor expert advice: Specialisms are making nonsense of sense.
Breaking News by JayJay Conrad
Do you remember the first time you were told you were Broken, by a man with a clipboard and argyle tie?
Propylene Glycol by JayJay Conrad
. . .And again: how it feels to be afterthought, embodied scribble in the Margin, and again the void of logistics. It just is.
I need to be loved by Shula Ben-Daat Alperovitch
I need to be loved, As a child, Who will never be left, I need to be loved as a woman, There's an empty hole, In my heart that needs to be filled
Psychiatry by Jenny
Sighted through your pinhole spectacles: the mystery of consciousness; the timid eccentricity of suffering.
Instead of a Label by Sharon Mogelberg Bull
Instead of calling me "mentally ill"
Call me beautiful
Instead of mentally ill call me capable, meaningful and real
Call me mentally ill if you must but call me responsible
The Chant of the Psychiatrist by Sheldon Carruthers
A voice echoes in my mind, I need to rehabilitate mankind, I need to contain the schizophrenic, with drugs powerful and eugenic
Your Chemical Embrace by Anonymous
Didn't know I was in trouble, When I fell into, Your chemical embrace, But now I can see, When is all said and done, You’re a chemical disgrace
Paradoxical Reaction by J Ian
Open up your jaw, In such and such. A serpentine fashion. Blue pill awaits. Your trembling mouth.
