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Playing Doctor
by Steve MichaelsUnhinged, lonely, broken
and bent - this is the
beat of a new
discontent.
Cymbalta - a cymbal, though
one I won't bang and
Seroquel my Achilles
defeat.
Celexa gave me love and
thunder with no
end, and Wellbutrin
the opposite of
godsend.
Chemically unbalanced and trotting
through mist, angsty, cranky
old and rotting
pining, whining
spinning into
... 01/25/2011 Posted on 01/26/2011
Copyright © 2025 Steve Michaels
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/26/11 at 02:12 AM ...too cool, michael. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/26/11 at 02:14 AM ...duh, steve...leaving off the s, mortifying! oh well. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 02/05/11 at 03:57 AM Chemical solutions, ugh. I'm sorry you're going through it... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/08/11 at 06:36 PM Quite good Steve. I really like the choice of vocabulary and set up. Coool poem! |
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