Psychosis
Like imprecision, psychosis
is nothing but a botched amputation
where you live amidst the nowhere.
In hidden life
she chews through you
toward incapacitated
momentum.
There is nothing
in the imperfect
but a shade
of something other.
The cuts in your wrist
are just wide enough
for blood to pour through,
palms flush cold
where the knife inserts
in the bow-tie veins
of your wrist, the dog licks
below at the blood pool
you’re knee deep in it now,
that schizophrenic cool.
Michael Tugendhat has been living with bipolar, psychosis, and obsessive compulsive disorder for the last two years. His memoir is due out from Turquoise Morning Press in 2012. This memoir details what life is like with a mental illness. He hopes to educate and inspire. He lives and writes in Philadelphia.
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