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Untitled Poem Vol. II #45 Pt. II

can this be my excuse?
can this be a diagnosis?
maybe i don’t have major depressive disorder
maybe i just have
major writer disorder
it’s much like depression
it’s much like a cancer
but it’s invisible
and unfixable
and unrecognized
by most doctors
and the world health organization
but it’s documented, alright
hemingway and
plath and
edgar allen poe
we all share this disease
this disorder
this addiction
this plague
this blight
this defect
this cancer
this pain
it’s something you live with
start
to end
and there’s no way out
except
for
death.

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