Psychiatrist's Chair.

all walk down a-many roads
at congruent times―
 though no supernova,
 no paranormal

just human― 
with its complexities,
triumphs & flights,
with its vulnerabilities,
deprivations & rights,

with its fingerprints,
irises & blues,
with its imperfections,
  ―still subdued

& we’ve reached
the closing scene―
the last act,
the final leg,
of a sore &
battered mind

which brings me

Mark Anthony Thomas
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