5 Days In

on the weekend we watch movies
on Unit A where the medication
smells like sour tears,
because the staff doesn’t know us,
our stories, nor our laundry routines--
blue flannel
spin cycle
nervous breakdown full of suds.
this movie is a repeat
of the one I sat through last time
not 7 months ago
when the voices made me forget.
this movie doesn’t remember me,
remember us. we sit with eyes cast upwards--
hoping to see ourselves in the credits.

JM Gant

A New Jersey born poet, author, and editor. Arch Linux enthusiast, and self-confessed data-hoarder.

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