The curse of white coats,
name badges and overshoes.
Shiny needle: sharp, spiteful bliss-killer.
Memory stolen: how I got here.
Why? When? With whom? Relevance fading
with anti psychotic blood-count rise.
Reflective mirror-like floor, an alternative world.
Compelled to dance there, see that other me
inverted; whirling, whirling, into ecstasy.
Instead: sectioned, strapped to bed. Nodding heads,
discussing that other time, recent, I saw
that world - from a high bridge over the Severn.