Posted 10/27/2019 7:23 AM (GMT -7)
here is a poem i wrote. i question why i think it "belongs" on the depression board, and then i realized in one sense it's about meeting new people, which is something that seems impossible when i am depressed and isolating myself. i can even isolate when around a lot of people. the poem is about me meeting a fellow gay man of my age, who undoubtedly was skittish about meeting new people, because of all the AIDS deaths each of us had experienced:
I know you look at me askance.
As I might talk about the dead we know.
Those with lesions and pneumonia and thrush.
Even though long long gone.
But you have to know:
We are linked by that.
You musn't be afraid that we will talk about that endlessly.
Just talk about it once and let all of it go.
All of it.
And then we move along. We move along!