Sonnet 309.0 – Adjustment Disorder

Sonnet 309.0   There was an expectation of balance Held between the vows of sickness and health, An assumption that choice could conquer chance If illness came to either of our selves. Fairness was always taken for granted As each of us lived by the golden rule. We trusted that life would be even handed […]

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Sonnet 309.24 – Adjustment Disorder

Sonnet 309.24   I’m sharing this room with my sleeping twin, My cat, my books and my parent’s voices Half-hushed from the kitchen and drifting in Talking about how there isn’t a choice. They talk about how life will be different For the family, but that we’ll all adjust To the things they say they […]

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Sonnet 314.00 – ADHD

Sonnet 314.00   I just don’t know why it’s so important To understand what they want me to know About mathematics, adverbs and ancient Men and rivers like Homer and Congo. I hate having to hear the word “focus” When all I’m doing is feeling my thoughts Of Saturn’s moons and rings and rocket thrust […]

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Sonnet 307.51 – Bulimia Nervosa

Sonnet 307.51   I’ve lived with wanting, yearning and an ache For this night as long as I’ve had memories Of you.  As long as my heart’s been awake It’s beaten in hope that you will be pleased Seeing me cross the room.  I take your hand With your offer to sit at your table […]

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Sonnet 300.7 – Body Dysmorphic Disorder

Sonnet 300.7   Do I look like I like the way I look? Look at me.  A jumbled mass without form. Nose askew, chop chinned and my browline’s crooked, Crimped, creased and completely out of the norm. Like a late stage Picasso perversion My lopsided eyes warp reality Seeing seal small ears stuck in a […]

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Sonnet 319 (F73) – Intellectual Disability

Sonnet 319 (F73)   How will he respond to the new voices Reaching through the chaos in the background Asking if he’s ready to make the choice To come to the chair and sit himself down? Will his soundless gestures be understood When he senses his bladder releasing While his morning aide rhythmically spoons food […]

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Sonnet 293.0 – Delirium

Sonnet 293.0   Thanks for coming out to see me today Or is it tonight?  I can’t remember. Stay here too long and time will get away From a person from May to December But I haven’t got time for the waiting Game, do you?  Through the window, can you see Those planes bound together […]

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