nLight touches your eyes like an unfamiliar thing.nThe medication leaves you sensitive to its sharp florescent sting. nBut now I fill out forms to take you temporarily awaynthrough bright corridors of airports, to hospitals in other States.nnLanding at St. Petersburg, I fumble with your hand,nand explain again the situation in words I think you'll understand.nIf you could only map for me your madness, reveal an unseen codenfor all your sentences that are so awkward that they sound like palindromes.nInstead, I answer my own questions. I speak to you across a gulf.nI watch peripherally for baggage, you squint blankly at the wall.nnBrightly lit and dreary,nbrightly lit and dreary,nbrightly lit and dreary at the same time.nnBrightly lit and dreary,nbrightly lit and dreary,nbrightly lit and dreary at the same time.nnI've seen you in restraints before, I've seen you in a cage.nI've seen your face consumed with fear as I've had those things arranged.nI've watched anti-psychotics drain expression from your face.nI've watched my remaining family occupy three feet of space.nnSo when a silent, sullen intern puts our mothers hand in yours,nand all I've tried to say gains meaning as some connection is restored,nand theres a moment where youre lucid; let it not be in my head.n'Cause I cant bear to lose the both of you, not now, not again.nnnn