Photo by Tyler T.
ode to psych wards
Dara Goodale
out there in the world I can’t seem to stop dying
but nothing hurts in this spaceship / inpatient
clean / clinical / cosmos
everything is perfect from far away
I am not to be trusted with gravity
I need them to keep me alive
in a terrarium / I am reptilian / hollow,
serpentine / back home I choke
on autonomy / but in here
pain subsides : in the
mercy of free fall
from space the Earth is a blue marble
I roll across vinyl floor
in waiting rooms.
Dara Goodale
out there in the world I can’t seem to stop dying
but nothing hurts in this spaceship / inpatient
clean / clinical / cosmos
everything is perfect from far away
I am not to be trusted with gravity
I need them to keep me alive
in a terrarium / I am reptilian / hollow,
serpentine / back home I choke
on autonomy / but in here
pain subsides : in the
mercy of free fall
from space the Earth is a blue marble
I roll across vinyl floor
in waiting rooms.