(the following haiku were written during and/or about my six week stay at "The Treatment Center of Palm Beaches" in Florida.)
my arrival was
rude awakening; salesmen
were quite dishonest
omelette breakfast
sliced fruit plate but no coffee;
conversation calms
the yard surrounded
by diverse palms green and brown;
huddled groups smoking
walking the track. "don't
ask, don't tell" is ended. Black
gecko high on palm
lying in the sun;
the sound of horse-shoes and voices:
soft, old, low, young, loud
needle marks, stories
stark. dark clouds on a blue sky.
not a place for play
five weeks in: the pain
has not improved. All my thoughts
aimed at survival
arrived back home in
Modernia: books,
medicine, net, friends
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