there is a problem in my brain

fragmented, defective

the diagnosis is something

to the effect of schizoaffective

but i like to call it by how it happened:

a disorder called “psychiatrist

tosses up words with an infective

idea of who i never thought i was

but maybe am”. I have to be

recollective otherwise lost memories

fuel the accessories

to diagnoses and vertices;

the intersectional points of being


and getting totally lost.