Lazy psychiatry

The man, hallowed him, thinks
himself a particular growth
of grapes in a Southern village.
Who am I to rob him of faculties
he never had, but gall of pride?
It is a lazy psychiatry, mine,
and pedantic to the mud alone.
He’ll get drunk and turn to wine
and I’ll applaud his gravestone.

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~ by Jeremy on May 16, 2013.

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