Bedside Manner

Bedside Manner 

It’s a bit odd, is it not, 

Trying this clinical approach to thought 

Instead of guided by feel

Analyze where we stand, like


Watching the oceans congeal 
The valleys fester, 

Mountains erupt and forests desiccate 

Like the whole world is being slowly, decidedly

Drowned in hate

Like bodies pile up, discarded refuse of a 

Lifetime of bad decisions, like a 

Series of broken hearts, inspissate, and 

Torn winged crows mourn from black crags 

Hidden out of reach of hand and teeth 

Burnt ground and ashen sky, and testament 

To my approach to you

Goddamned clinically 



-You see?

Nothing wrong at all 
I can give you the five year plan you want 

In these splashes of blood on the wall 



Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo. Not a prompt, but I’m not sure what else, either, lol. 
Horses, not zebras, Gang. 

One thought on “Bedside Manner

  1. Madsies says:

    Strong conclusion. Thumbs up for the picture!


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