Crazy? Naw, he wasn't crazy,
not like these fools
slobbering, docile puppies
in shit-stained pajamas. . .
they were nuts, not him.
Wasn't a damned thing
wrong with his head-
neither one, wanna see?
Big Nurse' sardonic smile;
a plastic mask of red-orange lipstick;
cut a violent line into caked indifference.
Her response is a dispassionate laugh;
a cold clang of iron no one else dares,
no way to satisify deluded hostilityneedles often are mightier than a sword
certainly less messy.
Straight into the hip so doctors don't detect
hooded, shameful glares emerge from murky depths
of stone-cold sedation.
they scatter, obedient, demure cockroaches,
no emotion because none belongs here.
Good because she could care less for these fools,
with squints suspended through chain-rings of smoke-
muttering to themselves, heavy doses sometimes takes days
to wear off-
but oh, he's dangerous, that one
swaggers is if a Greek god on majestic Olympus,
struts as if he owns the place
doesn't care for the word no, either-
so charts are checked,
she scribbles notes emphatically,
humiliation will break him; so she
vows to crush the arrogant ass;
make no mistake, it will be merciless.
Her facade dictates civility-
only he's crazy enough to believe
he isn't crazy,
just along for the ride,
aint that right, boys?
She wants him, he's sure of it-
silent nods leveled his general direction-
ohyes, she'll appreciate a winning charm
as only he knows how...
and he needs nothing more
than his bare hands.

This is an amazingly accurate adaptation of the novel, Jin. What a creepy movie that was, too. I got to where I couldn't stand Louise Fletcher after she performed that role so convincingly.
Kinda like I couldn't tolerate Bruce Dern after he shot John Wayne in "The Cowboys".
This is a stark look behind those gray, peeling walls. I'm glad I'm on this side of 'em (looking to make sure).
Good luck in Laura's contest, Sweetie.













(just not sex, cos i'm underage)

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