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Kluver-Bucys
(noun, Psychiatry)
a syndrome caused by bilateral injury to the temporal lobes and characterized by memory defect, hypersexuality, excessive oral behavior, and diminished fear reaction...Hypermetamorphosis - a desire to explore everything....
Emotional changes - emotion was dulled and facial movements and vocalisations were far less expressive.
Often misdiagnosed in India
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The day I diagnosed her
I pour over roaring city rain, my Mumbai morning dread commute.
I wore my finest 'poor and destitute.' Poor student up for med review.
Pining for Madagascar traipses in turn of groggy, plodding, cadence,
Coddled prodigy of sameness. I'm the Indian equivalent of Eeyore,
Alone. Steam'ing up my Cloud with ten-packs. Checking out my ledge grab.
My problem here, is verbatim, " the doctor lost an awful lot of
Documented cases. Chronic improper placement of dossier pages."
I need to break this. Inherited caste shit. Paper/ plastic basins.
The young doctor's flavor of the day's a litmus Ecstasy tab.
Ill botch this business, in layman's gab.
Rolling through my foggy pane of glass.
Maybe, philosophize a distanced engagement.
To approximate the idiom phrasing- it's all been too Greek to grasp.
the final speech bagged, awaiting its detox/
Sleeved off in a NABL- grade beaker or flask. Hailing some transport.
FUCK. Just remind me to beat-off. Get off this alien dance floor.
Open the car door, a sad-eyed beauty entails me to stay.
Mascara running in place, retracing a manic phase,
found my shelter smitten by her shattered state.
We exchanged stoic caveats, in the taxi-cab. Tounging (erotic) salad croutons..
She can GET this assessment, I studied her subcutaneous gluons.
Fingernails as bayonets one could arrange to slice a noose off.
My pyschiatric coup d'grace.
Slutty stockings. I slipped on my mental latex, and removed her two piece.
Pupil dilated, I asked her smoothly, "Are you familiar with Kluver-Bucys?"
Blank stare. "I'm your ex. Of course I'm fucking used to it."
Draw the curtains.
Quit projecting