ODE TO ASYLUMS
this fragile air
isn’t enough.
this is known,
which is why you need to exist,
to reinstall hope
into those who are covered
in ripped bandages.
mummies in second-hand,
arms out,
moaning,
the truth is this fragile air
is the perfect set for
monster movies.
so thank you, for saving
my bleeding friend,
my brave rigger.
thank you for keeping
her ferocious while she
breathes this fragile air.