Sectioned Poem by Allison Riches

Sectioned



Sectioned

Sectioned and facilitated
Her claims aggravated
Her existence always stated
As bizarre and frustrated;
Every day inebriated
Her personality since emigrated
Pheromones over stimulated
Eyes permanently dilated
Years pass yet stagnated
She craves attention through scenes she's created
Erratic and childlike remains segregated
Cunning and tricky, sexually deviated
Every 6 months ambulated
Her men are titivated
Not long till humiliated
Finally they're degradated;
Her punishment initiated;
Family dissipated

But I love my best friend all the same.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Allison Riches 08 August 2008

i'm not surprised there are no comments - its not a clever poem, it offers no comfort; its a dirty mirror with cracks in it, and if you go to a party full of strangers, and wake up feeling rough, furry teeth, stinking body (albeit in your head) - one for us ladies- and you're offered a bathroom with a cracked filthy mirror, and you look in it; you see a dozen fractions of you. thats when 'sectioned' springs to mind - dirty guilt, but don't pity as its shameful. - bit of self hate goin on there! ! ! !

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