Wondering.

You’re wondering if I’m happy:
Happy like chest pounding to keep a heart
beating long after it’s time has gone

wub-dub wub-dub

Sing a song of vitality
for an audience of
pristiq, klonopin, lamictal,
Zyprexa, Remeron and olanzapine
who clap every time I fail to be

happy like a boy who lost
his memories of a time before
the chemicals blew out
the fire burning its way through
body and spirit stay silent and you’ll hear it

wub-dub wub-dub

You’re wondering if I’m happy:
Ask later, the boy you seek is not here.

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