Carers

I can feel you all

I can sense you all

For you are in a coma

You are a quadraplegic

You are catatonic

You are being pinned down and injected with hellish poison

I can feel your deformities

I can feel your disabilities

You are deaf

You are blind

You are dumb

Carers

Of course I will write about you

Bless you all

The good ones

You know who you are

My good friend Matt Sharp has the worst Tourette’s in the country

He is poly drugged

He has DBS in him

Deep Brain Stimulation

I keep feeling your ECT

Electroconvulsive Therapy

That they are giving you for your clinical depression

Is it helping you?

I wish I could meet you all

I truly want to help you

Yes, I believe in miracles

But how can I treat you, cure you, heal you

With all these medications in you with all these terrible side effects

For you are constipated

You have to take one medication

Then another medication for that medication’s

Side effects

WHAT A MESS

The world is a mess

Jazzi Sirius is right

I was born here in London for a reason

I live in Wandsworth

A little bit of magic and a lot of worth

Trees and plants are our medicine

I can look inside your body

I can see and feel your gut and your brain

I can sense every single thing

We are the zillionaires