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 Jul 2021 Dolores
Angela Rose
And when all is said and done I’m still kind of hoping it’s me and you in the end
 Jul 2021 Dolores
Qualyxian Quest
The bipolar and the poetry are connected
And I've read David Markson
Several thousand times
Obsessive yes
Confessive too

Socrates was right
Life is a disease
Death is ...

Twilight Blue.
 Jul 2021 Dolores
witching hour
never have i envied the sky
if it had never lay above your head
never have i envied the scars
if it wasn’t for the ones tracing your skin
never have i blamed the universe
if it wasn’t for them bringing
everything close to you,
and us apart
—1:15 am
 Jul 2021 Dolores
Surkhab
Poets
 Jul 2021 Dolores
Surkhab
They heard my poetry...
And asked,"Did someone break your heart?"
And I...who did not even have a crush!
smiled and answered," Poets are born with pain in their heart
and millions of universe in their mind."
 Jul 2021 Dolores
ryn
Depths
 Jul 2021 Dolores
ryn
There is beauty
in these depths.

But you’d have
to drown
to see it.
 Jul 2021 Dolores
Qualyxian Quest
They say the bipolars are actually shamans
Do you think the doctors know?

I perform no rituals
The anxiety comes and goes

I take the lithium
Plot my guerilla war

Postcards in the mail
What is madness for?

Open window. Hidden door.
 Jun 2021 Dolores
A Mess of Words
The depths of her eyes:

Vast as these summer skies;



Blue or grey,

Who can say?
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