This image
Is just an image
Lines from a poem
That I have
Come to know,
To love so well
In sickness
And in health
There is no greater
Love than the flight
From madness,
Of sacrifice
A lament
A hospital bed.
And so I come
To her London experience
Her Ted Hughes
It was Sylvia I reckon
In the end
Who was Lady Lazarus
When you’re hallucinating
Reality is a snake park
There aren’t any ducks
I’m afraid
You can’t make
Lemonade out of lemons
There’s a show
And you’re the star
The spotlight
Is shining on you
You become Hiroshima
A kroeskop duchess
You become
A mountain lion
You become famous
Known for psychosis
You become
the doppelganger
of all ghosts
then overnight
In the snake park
You become a stranger
in your own hometown
Nobody calls anymore.
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