Tearful dreams...

Blue paper shoe
blue cotton shirt
smile pain fraught
eyes carved of hurt.

Blue paper shoe
shoulder shrug walk
meek yet ferocious
once tender steps
now a stalk.

Blue paper shoe
gentle kind soul
heart beats of longing
yet tears as
jet black coal.

Blue paper shoe
window gazed dreams
true love life`s pursuit
but for a moment
or so it seems.




I wrote this poem in the lobby of the psych ward at SELH  July 2010.
I was a patient there at the time.
This guy, a bipolar person with a crack habit was being readmitted.
He was dressed in blue paper gown and shoes.
 He was a very pleasant talkative guy, kinda like a hustler.
 But his mood could flip in a second to a very violent person.










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