Last Night

Phil Taggart

    Last Night

the fear
woke me

a shadow
raving blackout
numb frozen

at the edge
afraid to
but wanting to
jump

I have never been
comfortable with sanity

my mother
her body
vacant electro-shock
medicated

my brother
listens to voices
on a mattress
in the corner
of a carport

the fear is
sometimes
a comfort
and inevitably
it welcomes me
home

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