On Depression
I don't write a whole lot about depression, but now and then I do...
Unipolar
My brain is a director who prefers
film noir, sets me up
with femme fatales and says
action. Play of shadows
and harsh light, setting
of dark alleys and street corners
where taxis won’t pull over.
Neon signs keep blinking
from shorts in the wiring.
Unipolar
My brain is a director who prefers
film noir, sets me up
with femme fatales and says
action. Play of shadows
and harsh light, setting
of dark alleys and street corners
where taxis won’t pull over.
Neon signs keep blinking
from shorts in the wiring.


7 Comments:
I love this poem. May I feature it in my blog?
I love this poem. May I feature it in my blog?
Thanks for your comment--yes, I would be glad for you to post the poem. Could you send me a link when it's up? :)
Thank you! Sure! I will. :D
And, here it is http://srivilasika.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-depression.html
Thank you so much!
And, here it is http://srivilasika.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-depression.html
Thank you so much!
Thanks. :) I'm glad you liked it!
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