"Enter the medicated paradox of Hannah Neurotica. Explicit, blunt, timorous, flawed and smothered in hearts"-ZINE WORLD

(it says ‘eat me’ and wow, behind that mask and silliness i can see how messy i feel and how tired my body is-!)

I wrote some haiku’s while sitting in the hospital the other day. We were experimenting with short ways for my dad to express himself but he is far to out of it so I did some myself.

This is a new: Home

Hospital: A series of beeps-

Dad, don’t say sorry.

***

Morphine plays quietly

oxygen buzz, suction tune

Dad saying goodbye

***

Cover my face with

long hair, dying root to tip

we all fall out frail

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A Conversation Snippet between my dad & my brother Noah:

Dad: ” I feel like iv been in a prison cell for weeks”

Noah: ” The only difference is we are allowed to be with you & you didn’t do anything wrong.

(pause)

But i’m still gonna violate you from behind.”

When I told Noah I was sitting & writing Haiku he whipped this one out:

Karl Marx write much books-

Hitler does kill much Jews-

George Bush run much ranch.

(I laughed pretty hard)

Noah by the window looking at dad: at least he has a nice window in the hospital….as opposed to the fucking ICU which had NONE!