Online Questionnaire for the Depressives:

When did you realize that you were not the favorite child?

When in the throes of a fever, who is it you wish for?

When you close your eyes and think of where you want to be,
      is it still only a postcard?

How dark does the room have to be
      before you can start pulling the sheets
      to their tightest around you?

How many more unsent letters, or emails, or handshakes?

Do you remember the time in high school
      when you and your friends were laughing
      at the wig one of your classmates brought
      for a presentation, and you later learned
      that it was her mother’s when her mother had cancer?

Did you know that all human beings are jagged and soft
      at the same time and most interaction consists of
      sticking jaggedness into softnesses, and if you are lucky,
      you will find someone who will let you rest your soft
      against his soft?

What do you point to when you say to someone else
      Look, please look?



4 thoughts on “WLNWMSHDTNTCL:

  1. Carina says:

    Why do I love this so much?

    (I’m not a good poem-critique-person, but I really do mean the things that I say.)

  2. giancantdance says:

    This is the first post I’ve “liked” on WordPress. It’s deserving!

  3. Sasha says:

    Thanks, doll. ❤

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