(4/7) Hospital, Day 7 - She is one such as I; many things in little time.
(3/7) Hospital, Day 7 - Written on a narrow scrap of paper leftover from a pink origami rabbit I had made.
(2/7) Hospital, Day 7 - Trying to keep my bearings in time is difficult on the best of days. Being stuck in hospital and spending almost all of my time writing makes it even more difficult to keep track of the days.
(1/7) Hospital, Day 7 - [NSFW]
This is one of the most personally meaningful poems I wrote during my time in the hospital. It describes the night before, the time I spent with Lily during the hours after the lights went out and we were supposed to be sleeping.
This describes the night we shared together after having written Abstinence Is Pain.
(5/5) Hospital, Day 6 - Another indication that perhaps I should have had Ativan the night before. At this point during my hospitalization, the strength of Lily's presence continues to be strictly correlated to the intensity of my hallucinations and intrusive thoughts.
(4/5) Hospital, Day 6 - A repeat of yesterday’s quote, followed by an Unhappy Poem. In very much the same way that the words of the Prophet stuck with me for the duration of my stay, so too did the final line of this poem, which then became its name, as well as a mantra of sorts.
(3/5) Hospital, Day 6 - Written in the second column of the page of Fever Dreams. I was pondering a way to fill the space so as not to waste the page while simultaneously lamenting the fact that empty space is beautiful in its own right; I was torn between the simplicity of a cleanly written poem and the efficiency of a page whose every line contains my thoughts and my verse.