I wasn't exactly sure I was happy with the decision about the line set up. Now that the moritorium has passed, here is the poem in the original form. I am pretty happy with it, but it was written a long time ago. It was one of the first ones I wrote back in 2007 when I first started writing again. It was originally more than twice the current length. I am glad I got it published before it disappeared entirely.
the nurse hung up the phone; restraints
until then chemical imbalance simply hida multitude of unforgiven sins we both
believed that it did not excuse the
calls the smell the teeth the rotten shoes
when last we spoke I knew what loose
associations were you called me by my
fathers name and told me how to save
the world I felt every fraying strand of
thread rotating thoughts that dragged
and skipped and then unwound went dead.