Another hospital poem, written at the five-month mark.
- Have I the right?
- Has anyone the right?
- At the moment, though, I'm more concerned with me personally.
- Have I the right?
- The right to absent myself from society…
- The right to hate the world for a while.
- To hate the world and everyone and everything in it
- And not cooperate with life in general
- Just for a while.
- For, say, one day a week, a month, or a year;
- Just once in a while.
- For no particular reason…
- Perhaps a lot of things might add up
- To make me mad at everything,
- Or perhaps something major, something very important to the
- development of my personality, to my very life.
- At such a time do I have the right?
- Do I?
29 December 1970
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