Everyone Else on the Other Side
Autistic brother
Refrigerator mother
Pills all across the floor
The inside of your medicine drawer
The outside, looking in
Going through the eye sockets
Steel walls and grey wrinkles of flesh
Lithium among those neurons firing
The blood code passed from family to family
And everyone else on the other side of the wall
Search for a needle in a sea of hay
And we poke and prod, poke and prod, poke and prod and poke and prod
We don't understand what makes us up
Social science, all our social fuck-ups
Sad sad sister
Frustrated father
Do you need a place to go?
Do you need a room to hide in?
Cocktail combination, the injection
Lost like a needle in a sea of hay
And stacks of bills, prescriptions filled, something in the way
The distance between ourselves and what we see as sick