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Joe, thanks for the great link. These souls were once living and breathing, with lives, thoughts, and emotions, just as were are today. Wether they were commited out of ignorance and misunderstanding, or true mental illness, they were all human beings. They deserved more than having what little was left of their outside lives end up in a discarded heap on the floor. It is the same with the older mental hospital cemeteries, who buried their patients with nothing more than a small stone with a number. Not even the dignity of a name. Society doesn't want to be confronted with things or people that are "different", because it forces them to linger on their own venerabilities. So, we hide away those things that bother us, hide along the feelings that go with them, and go along our happy little way, and forget that we could be that person on the inside looking out.

John Wayne Gacy, Tim Curry in 'It", that possessed clown doll in "Poltergiest." Clowns are evil -'nuff said.

I think it's fascinating when actual personal expressions are left behind by patients. It makes you wonder about their lives all that much more...

could be used to suction out gastric contents.....

reminds me of the shot from the sub that dove to titanic, the shot of the doll's head, on the ocean floor 12000 ft. down in the debris field....

Great poem- beautiful. Thanks for sharing it with everyone!

I suspect this is a janitorial sink, esp. if located in the basement.

I believe that Motts put Yaggy in it when he rolled it down the steps. He uses poor Yaggy for all sorts of unpleasant duties when they shoot together. :-(

Ha, Ouroboris, I almost said that when I saw the comments! 8`-)

Makes it easy to weed out who the party crashers are at a health care picnic, too. ;-)

Shawn,

Actually, I was quite impressed with you - impressed that you would tell it like it is. As you know, everyone assumes that we in the mental health care field are not particularly nice people, so I am happy when someone else jumps in to clear things up. :-)

They DO remind me of office cubicles!!

Fascinating...it puts everything into perspective. There were once real people roaming these halls. What were they like?? What ever became of them??

Most of my household plants end up looking this way. :-)

I think the lack of any kind of privacy or personal space alone would cause me to go a little mad.