April is Mental Health Awareness Month
One way to do it, he says, is to douse yourself in
alcohol and set your bed on fire.
In the hole men chew their veins out; now that’s
These are lectures on Blood and the Way.
With God’s love we are never abandoned.
He is the way and a way out
“I’m a hustler, he says, I never go back to
the same trick twice for a cigarette!”
As a finale we laugh ourselves to death.
Rob Goldstein (c) 2014-2017 All Rights Reserved
I lift weights but don’t have the bulk for presence.
Men don’t enter rooms, we barge into them; think of Paul
Drake and Perry Mason, think of the bulk in those suits.
Think of Della Street; why is she so fawning and efficient?
What does she do when she’s not pursing her lips?
These questions race through my mind as I lay on the mat
in the seclusion room.
Finally, Nurse Judy unlocks the door to ask if she can trust
me on the unit.
Of course, I say yes, wouldn’t you?
I watch the little dimples in her ass appear and disappear
as she leaves to fetch wrist restraints.
When we’re alone, we shall mate like peacocks.
Rob Goldstein (c) 2017 All Rights Reserved