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Sanity - Is It Altogether Curable?
Plain and simple insanity is certainly curable
imagine a rich smorgasbord of available options:
1. psychoanalysis (extramural, part time)
2. loony bin (intramural, full time)
3. funny farm (idem ditto)
5. private chapel (as the need arises)
6. chlorine bomb (for insane refugees, only upon request)
7. psychiatric ward (but have you got insurance cover)
8. federal prison (for insane serial killers, not you - of course)
9. time's also supposed to cure this common injury, although nobody
fully understands its modus operandi; how exactly time heals)
10. watching the US presidential election circus on TV (though amusing,
some believe it augments insanity rather than be the remedy).
When desperate do give it a try, stand-alone
or package deal, in whatever combination thereof
at no extra charge - merci beaucoup, with pleasure.
But curing sanity is a complex matters of the heart
peace of mind and soul, would that altogether be curable?
It sounds like the cure for cancer or coronary disease
nonetheless a very good question indeed, my love
To find the cure for the simple sanity disease
I consulted my psychiatrist, the good old shrink
the episcopal deacon, the Archbishop
of Canterbury, Her Majesty The Queen,
Albert Einstein, and even the Chief Janitor
of the Honorable President of the United States.
Alas, modern medicine has some limitations
while good deeds never go un-punished
the experts unanimously assured, with no exception
there's no cure for sanity, Jesus help us
even though my mistress keeps insisting that
writing pure poetry might, just might, help
a poem a day keeps peace of mind away
may the good Lord bless and keep you
till we meet again.
Footnote - Dedicated to Fräulein Dr. Jutta Lutzi (Vienna) who introduced me to the fascinating world of psychoanalysis, start of an incessant and enriching spiritual journey towards God, and my inner DNA.
imagine a rich smorgasbord of available options:
1. psychoanalysis (extramural, part time)
2. loony bin (intramural, full time)
3. funny farm (idem ditto)
5. private chapel (as the need arises)
6. chlorine bomb (for insane refugees, only upon request)
7. psychiatric ward (but have you got insurance cover)
8. federal prison (for insane serial killers, not you - of course)
9. time's also supposed to cure this common injury, although nobody
fully understands its modus operandi; how exactly time heals)
10. watching the US presidential election circus on TV (though amusing,
some believe it augments insanity rather than be the remedy).
When desperate do give it a try, stand-alone
or package deal, in whatever combination thereof
at no extra charge - merci beaucoup, with pleasure.
But curing sanity is a complex matters of the heart
peace of mind and soul, would that altogether be curable?
It sounds like the cure for cancer or coronary disease
nonetheless a very good question indeed, my love
To find the cure for the simple sanity disease
I consulted my psychiatrist, the good old shrink
the episcopal deacon, the Archbishop
of Canterbury, Her Majesty The Queen,
Albert Einstein, and even the Chief Janitor
of the Honorable President of the United States.
Alas, modern medicine has some limitations
while good deeds never go un-punished
the experts unanimously assured, with no exception
there's no cure for sanity, Jesus help us
even though my mistress keeps insisting that
writing pure poetry might, just might, help
a poem a day keeps peace of mind away
may the good Lord bless and keep you
till we meet again.
Footnote - Dedicated to Fräulein Dr. Jutta Lutzi (Vienna) who introduced me to the fascinating world of psychoanalysis, start of an incessant and enriching spiritual journey towards God, and my inner DNA.
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