Depraved trepanning
Mad. Quite mad. He's clever. She's mad.
She's lost quite depressed
lost inside her head
Gimlet-eyed hairy-suited
he bores a little hole
little mental hole
inside the side of her head
It's black depressed and dark deep inside
He drills another hole
to let the light invade
She winces at the pain
his piercing drill has made
He drills another hole
to let the Devil out
pops a puill into her mouth
to silence her
She shouts at the Devil in the hairy suit
He waves his
Certificate of Competent Awe
and lacking the competence certified
continues to bore
14Apr1992 CPR
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