there was a time
when crazy people
were just
that. crazy.
there were places
like
st. elizabeths
were you could see
them in the wide
stretches
of green lawns
talking to no one.
having conversations
with theodore
roosevelt,
or god. mad dogs
in the sun.
perhaps, we all have
a little cup of crazy
in us, some more
than others.
but like candy
from heaven the new
medication, the sharp
edged pills
are swallowed
as perscribed.
it hasn't taken
the crazy away,
but it has made it
easier for everyone,
to get through
the years,
blended us all
numbly together
as one.
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