uploaded July 21, 2011.
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Can't Think
They steal these guy's heads
So they can't think,
Figure out what's what.
Locked into narrow channels
Looking neither left nor right
And only so far ahead
To the next meal, rec period.
Slowly robbed of their wits
(like they were eating lead paint),
Subtly deprived of reason
(as if sniffing too much glue),
Unable to detect loss
(think Alzheimer's).
Creeping incrementalism,
Like a slow-boiled frog doesn't
Know it's being cooked until
It's too late.
Institutionalized, incapable,
Imprisoned in their own minds.
Doing decades in prison,
They steal these guy's heads.
Harlan Richards
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