ECT

R. J. Gardiner
The birds are singing as I awake
Their songs sweet and unknowing
My wife tells me to have a good day
As I head out the door

It's early spring and I can see my breath
As I am driven to the people who smile too much
I change into a gown and lie on the table
I look at the bright light above me

The needle in my arm pours softness into my body
Until I'm told I will go to sleep
I stare up at the light and know that if I close my eyes
I won't open them again until it's over

I sit at a small table drinking juice and eating cookies
I don't remember getting dressed
I think somebody did something evil
When I was on the table

I call my wife in a panic
Somebody's abusing me
She tells me not to worry
They're trying to help me

I scream to see the doctor
I have to get out of here
He lets me go, as I'm not a danger to myself
Much to the disappointment of my wife

My wife drives us home
I'm no better now
A black dog darts out in front of the car
I brace for the impact but it never comes

It was an only a hallucination

Published by R. J. Gardiner

I am a college graduate with a degree in philosophy who enjoys sports, video games, reading, and writing.  View profile

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