Category Archives: Depression

Too Many To Choose From

I have Hundreds of books On several Ultra-fancy Walmart bookshelves Here in the mansion And I don’t feel like Reading a one of them And most of them Would be fine To read Would bring hours Of escape But I … Continue reading

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In Which Messrs. Moon and Entwistle Didn’t Necessarily Save My Life, But They Sure Perked Me the Fuck Up (Or “The Summer of Who”)

I tend to keep score. My life isn’t as fancy as others’, my home is humbler, my vacations are simpler, my bed sure as hell is emptier, my “career” less fulfilling, my dreams less realized. Since i have little or … Continue reading

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The Alphabet of Emptiness

(Some drivel I wrote last night. It rhymes in spots and badmouths snow, so I guess I’ll hit publish.) D is for Dull and for Drab and for Dead E is for Empty, of feeling, of air P is for … Continue reading

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