Mad Poem
entirely potty
completely off my trolley
barking at the moon
and not a day too soon
hanging and howling
dangling and growling
this here’s mental
off the wall central
out in the thunderstorm
when I could’ve been warm
but being comfortably numb
is something I can’t become
the official diagnosis
from those in office
is I am bi-polar
sometimes near, sometimes far
was called manic depressive
though I thought that excessive
whatever, it is what it is
and I’m too expressive
I’ll keep taking the medication
give myself to meditation
pour myself another large think
and waste some paper, waste some ink.
4.6.2022 1:45am
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