Onomatomania
Today, much earlier
Like a sparrow’s fart
Channel fever
Hit my heart

I woke with a start
Held you close
And never let go

I fell
Into nettle
I pedalled
Halted
Jiggled

I felt the wheel
Countermand
Kick stand
Unreachable
Reversing down an incline

Unable to reach
Flat ground
Unbound
Rolling in heather
Best honeymoon ever

Just keep going left.
Then stay left.

I watched her speak.
No.
No.
No.
No.

He smiled. This would be over quickly. She just needed a tablet.

I watched her think.
No, I don’t wish I was dead. I wish I had never been born.
No, I won’t hurt myself. I’ll stop responding to human contact.
No, I have made no plans to end my life. But I plan to walk away and disappear.
No, I am not a danger to myself or others. I don’t exist.

He smiled. This is over.

What do you hope to gain?
Your goals?
Do you have a diagnosis?
Have you experienced a traumatic event in your adulthood?
What brings you here?
What has changed in those twenty years?
How would you describe your childhood in one word?
Are you able to talk?
Where do you think the robin has built it’s nest?
Did you hear me?