Best Hypochondria Poems

On a wet drippy day in India
He got the irksome hypochondria
His crazy mind cued in to pee
He was a loony, he must be
Shuttling in throes...

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I’m an old man, though not as old 
	as I was ten years ago 
        when I thought...

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I got a phone call from a mate of mine I hadn't seen for years,
and I could tell by his quivered voice that he was...

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Hypochondrial Delusion

A mind corrupted canker
Of cystic self failure
Even gastric anorexia
And fluttery throb to alight the fear
An adrenaline generated tachycardia
That matches respiration
And causes hyperventilation
With invasive pacy...

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 After graduating from UF, in the early '80s I wrote the book, lyrics and score for a musical adaptation of Moliere's farce Le Malade...

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Philosophers debated:
Can a medium ever be small or large?
Is faux leather from fake cows?
Does a hypochondriac think he has everything except hypochondria?
Do denture wearers always...

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it ain't the gush of hot blood
or a madman’s teeth ripping open
a bag of chips and a microbrew
it is a clenched heart squeezed
by the age...

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Perfect!  (Hypochondria?)

I’m not sick.  I’m not ill.  I’m not crazy.  
There is nothing wrong with being perfect.
My mommy told me so.
"illness...

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The fireworks glaze the corners of my eyes
But I can't see, the bombs falling all around me
The rushing blood pumping through my legs
I can feel...

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Mr. Eli is such a nice guy, 
his skin's a pretty Lilly white
'times when my placebo ain't workin'
my personal pill prescribing plight

generically i'm very uncommon
as...

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A MIND SEEKING REVENGE
IS LIKE A PRISONER WITH NO JUSTICE
IT WON’T TAKE ANY RESPONSIBILITY FOR  ITS ACTIONS
FOR IT WILL  PLOT AN ILLEGAL PLAN...

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From dusk to dawn 
Sunrise to sundown
This I will never forget 
Your kisses that always left me in a comfort 
And a bliss that no...

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You often claimed you were unwell
Pure hypochondria - I could always tell
Because you lied

You’ve faked illnesses over many years
Googling symptoms brought crocodile tears
Because you cried

When...

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somethin' ain't right
somethin' ain't cool
my head's poundin' hot
need ta see somebody who'll

be able to give me a diagnoses,
to tell me my likely prognosis
'cause I jus'...

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SURVIVAL
is feeling there is no point in getting up in the morning
showering getting dressed, what is the bloody point
but know that you have to.

is suppressing...

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