Acute Psychotic Episode III – When the Change Came
“The poet is a man who lives at last by watching his moods…as narrowly as a cat does a mouse.”
Henry David Thoreau, 1851
I am a poet. I watch my moods. Not only to be aware of the extremes, but also to register the subtle changes that may accompany that first slip towards oblivion. I have been close to the edge. I have fallen over.
Breakdown. Nervous breakdown. Fragments. And in those fragments, something of the truth. I didn’t see it coming until the third time around, bearing down on me. I’m more aware now.
I watch for tell-tale signs, try to feel the ground ahead of me to predict and prevent that first slip into madness. As if it could happen at any moment…
and so it began, rising from the tension – a successful first show, great performances from Steve Antoni and Deborah Blake and some really good feedback from strangers in the audience, and friends…
Thanks to all those kind websites who helped to plug the event, and to the charities who lent their support…
Visit: Brighton Festival Fringe and Komedia