Family History

They did the electric shock  
On my dear sweet grandma    
When I was still just a little boy,    
Perforated her temples    
And pushed thick silver    
Threads of lightning into her brain    
Before pulling them back out again    
Like a twisted version of that pick-up-sticks game,    
   
A cross stitch lobotomy    
To fix her insanity    
As her depression    
Turned into dementia    
And we watched from the sidelines    
With forced smiles    
And heavy hearts    
As our beautiful angel    
Was stitched back together    
Like a raggedy ann doll.