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Capgras

Jean Marie Joseph Capgras (23 August 1873 – 27 January 1950) was a French psychiatrist who is best known for the Capgras delusion, a disorder named after him. He received his medical degree in Toulouse, later working in several mental institutions in France. During the latter part of his career, he was associated with Hôpital Sainte-Anne.With his mentor, Paul Sérieux (1864–1947), he contributed on psychiatric publications such as Les Folies raisonnantes (1909) (“Reasoning madnesses. Misinterpretative delusional states”) and Les Psychoses à base d'interprétations délirantes. With Sérieux, he described a type of non-schizophrenic, paranoid psychosis referred to as Délire d’interprétation de Sérieux et Capgras. Capgras delusion was described in 1923 in a study p… more »

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Scored by an abrupt stream
A rural reverie on once concrete things
Treating crumpled paper as a scroll
I transcribed the fading thoughts
Arising from the mausoleum in my meadow
An ugly, overgrown silo

It recalled the water tower
From the hometown I thought home

I knew from here
There would be spirals
A downfall

I knew from here
There would be spirals
A downfall

The sight of the silo
Is causing some trouble
For acquisitions sight-unseen
The sight of the silo
Is causing some trouble
For acquisitions sight-unseen

Back at the ranch
I was sleepless
Hearing the jackaroos returning

The deafening silence that has scored our lives

Wild wheat over irrigated teats
Unseen patterns of flora and fauna
The cities are bespoke tailors for black holes
And we're still playing cowboys for the day

Still, I could not sleep
The grass kept bleeding on my feet

I knew from there
There would be spirals
A downfall

I knew from there
There would be spirals
A downfall

Ontology is a footnote
A box to be ticked, and left derelict
And whoever suggested that "sorry" was anywhere near enough?

The sight of the silo
Is causing some trouble
For acquisitions sight-unseen
The sight of the silo
Is causing some trouble
For acquisitions sight-unseen

The poet by the quiet creek
How is it possible to report peace

Wind in the grain, like a steel maraca
Pummeling percussion, plasma lacquer
And resigned capitulation
I think a fitting anthem for our nation
Don't change a word they say, nor hoist a flag
Ask the hamstrung straggler
To follow along
And to any demur, say, "Get over it"
Routine restoration, and still the silo rots

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