Madhouse pt. 1
I made my way north to the Abracababra room,places set nice,but,….we weren’t told about the man in the corner,which works out that way when
his eyes warming in the crack behind me was all part of his own plan.we were told some things, we had the scant remedies is all, no maps. no maps and no silver ware “How’re we gonna eat ” asks the man directly behind the chair on the other side of the room with his back to me, (and I puzzled as he inched toward the wall, which was an inch from his nose. “what is this a MADHOUSE?” “yes its all free too”…
“I’ll tell ya whats a two… today…todays a two” … and ‘ain’t this a bitch and so and on a so forth’ he was sputtering as in a novel.
‘Your just like me when I knew nothing’ I thought. NOW look at me, I’m a sage in this place beneath the arches.No hiding it,.
thats why they want me here for their inspections. thats what they are saying down the hall.
That I was asked to come because it was like the reward for shouting the truth instead of what they told me to say in the garden at Carmen school.
Is this the Abracadabra room? (No one paying attention)
Yesterday I was one man. now look at me I’m mirroring all of you in my mind. But this was not my moment so I didn’t say that.
I was silent as a beauty queen. gently I moved in circles. “all the while…all the while” gestured the woman with tears in her eyes.
“…Autumn comes and grows hands and feet and wondering at the stars . ”
I looked at her,she saw me looking. She winced. My eyebrows pulling up into the face of one who cares.
“I see you” it was her moment.
