Eighteen year old Dillon Leet — an exciting new voice, spins us crazy with her words. In this poem based on the theme of ‘society’ she’s got us hooked on her lines. She is a Barbican Young Poet, and she has just started performing her words. Stay tuned and look out, more to come from this one! check out her blog for more — dillonleet@wordpress.com
‘Group Therapy’
Our spines snap to fit
industrial chairs arranged
in a circle. Clones with
holes in our brains
mismaid on production lines
that shape polite society
The cookie cutter sliced
holes in our brains that we
stuffed with booze and grease and pus
until it dribbled out our ears.
We’re here to piece together
jigsaw daydreams to
plug the holes in our brains
with affirmations and morphine
like duct-tape over heartache
The roof leaks. Droplets
burrow under our hair
through the holes in our brains,
leaking down our cheeks.
Sometimes holes in our brains
are our only release.
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