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Sonnet: White Noise and Black Eyes
by John Kendall Hawkins
Every day, day to night, it's Bedlam:
who'd have thunk one old asylum could hold
so many mad king Georges, alley-rolled,
unhinged and jacketed -- crown, a bedpan?
Their monotone boasts flit down the hallways,
one-note passions, opheliac Echoes,
weird sonic bats, or crazy climbing geckoes,
Lear's never, answered with always always.
Don't know bout you but I'm ready to say,
Jersey Bentham, stuff your panopticon
right straight up your fat rosy Rubicon.
It'll mean more meds, a closed ward stay.
Here comes the mad doc with tabs of reason
and checks we've swallowed to hold off treason.