later, Vicki said
you don't seem too happy
and i said
you're seeing things
she said
i dont know about that
and i didn't answer
and everything else
was in alphabet blocks
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This is about observation - artistic, political, and personal. Some days I laugh. Some days I wonder. And some days I'm ready to paint the ceiling with a pistol. Enjoy the ride. Somebody has to.
whateverhappenedtoallthegoodtimesweusedtohave
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hey, at least you have alphabet blocks. that's something to build on. so chicago dave, are you really unhappy? or am i seeing things?
Well, I tend to slam into the brickwall of unhappiness a little harder than most - yes. That's because I have a medical condition called hypomania (also known as Bi-Polar II, or the "secondary" form of bi-polar disorder). In hypomania, the highs and lows are not as extreme as in full-blown bi-polar disorder, but still not exactly a stroll in the park. I take medication, which helps A LOT.
Maybe I should show the entire poem in the next post, hmm???
3 PILLS
i took 1500mg today
a normal day
is 1000mg
but i had an extra
pill leftover
somehow
it was probably from a hangover
when i had
ibuprofen and
anti-acids
swarming my bloodstream
anyway
and i only needed
one leg
one wheel from the
bed to the bathroom
anyway
so that left an odd number
at the end of this month
3 pills
i took them
and went to work
later, Vicki said
you don't seem too happy
and i said
you're seeing things
she said
i dont know about that
and i didn't answer
and everything else
was in alphabet blocks
as the day
unwrapped itself
in padded layers
like the bed
i was needing
back at home.
and you say i'm brave for posting about my father? poetry - to me anyways - is like a glimpse into a persons soul. that is brave. i don't think i would ever in a million years post my poems. and so i thank you for letting me in a little.
So this is where you've been. At least you're doing good work. :)
Speaking of work, I have alphabet blocks at my work. Sometimes the children try to bean me in the head with them.
Will you come out to play (in the having fun sense) and play (in the musical sense) sometime soon? Next Wednesday is songwriter night, wink wink nudge nudge.
that's all.
julie
Chris - You're welcome about the poem. I guess maybe we just have two different definitions of courage. I'm a lot more hesitant when it comes to talking "straight" about family and friends. But when it comes to poetry or music,(regardless of subject matter), I can open a vein with no problem.
Julie - I won't be coming back for any more Songwriter Nights at The Gallery. I've had enough of the owner, Kenny.
Keep dodging those alphabet blocks !
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