Prose. RE: Abusive Staff At The Arizona State Hospital

Heart of Aldo (© PJ Reed 1/11/12)

Oh, to be the aggressive male technician
       six foot plus maybe 230 lbs.
       who smiles sickeningly at the audience, laughing
       as he pins my friend Edmond face first to the floor.

He might have once thought about it, 
fantasized about how to acquire 
the chance to physically subdue unruly adults
in a setting where doing so is both safe,
for the most part, as well as sanctioned.
      One must really get off on it, if they'd go so far
      as to seek work in a rat hole like ASH
      in order to get that chance.

Is this, too, an illusion?
Is it a frustrated male ego sort of thing?
Insecurity? Self doubt? 
      Or is it simple sadomasochism, 
      a state of paraphilia, 
      or stiffly suppressed libidinal energy? 

Is Aldo's libidinal energy effectively boxed in
when he is with his wife?

Do men like him reel from the conflict created
through a fusion of destructive energy and libidinal energy?
     Does he, first: Wish to have Edmond as an equal?
     Does he, second: Consider himself either superior or inferior to Edmond?
     Or is he, third: Swayed by aggression and submission in such a way
                             that he wishes for Edmond's destruction and preservation
                             simultaneously? 

Warmly, the smiling hot blooded pig with the face of Adonis 
pins his lover to a floor, 
his semen spreading like hot melting wax between his thighs,
soaking a small patch in the crotch of his designer jeans. 
His dream has come to fruition, he is truly master 
of a ball peen hammer universe,
if only for a few seconds a week, at most- 
     but it is far worth it, worth the boredom and low pay
     and the pasty white latino complexion,
     for he is a master, his slaves are the patients
     and nobody outside of his peers on the job
     need to know a thing about it. 

This may be the only place for him to survive his own need
     to inflict
     to inflict
     to inflict.

                                      (PJ Reed © 01.11.12)