The Ambiguities of Healing


My friend, the coffee-shop philosopher,
Surrendered to the venom of his views
And spent last summer in a doctor’s care,
Which almost killed him, though the drugs were nice.
It sounds outrageous, but what did the trick
Was one good pounding of electro-shock,
And here he sits at Starbucks, back to normal,
Gnawing on the carcass of the world.

Jack Granath is a librarian in Kansas City, Missouri. His poems have appeared in Alaska Quarterly Review, South Carolina Review, and The Formalist, among other publications.

First published in Measure, Volume 2 (2007)