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Melancholia
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994 / Andernach)

Melancholia

the history of melancholia
includes all of us.

me, I writhe in dirty sheets
while staring at blue walls
and nothing.

I have gotten so used to melancholia
that
I greet it like an old
friend.

I will now do 15 minutes of grieving
for the lost redhead,
I tell the gods.

I do it and feel quite bad
quite sad,
then I rise
CLEANSED
even though nothing
is solved.

that’s what I get for kicking
religion in the ass.

I should have kicked the redhead
in the ass
where her brains and her bread and
butter are
at …

but, no, I’ve felt sad
about everything:
the lost redhead was just another
smash in a lifelong
loss …

I listen to drums on the radio now
and grin.
there is something wrong with me
besides
melancholia.

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Comments (3)

it speaks to me.. every word of it.
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing. I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend. I will now do 15 minutes of grieving for the lost redhead, I tell the gods. I do it and feel quite bad quite sad, then I rise CLEANSED even though nothing is solved. that's what I get for kicking religion in the ass. I should have kicked the redhead in the ass where her brains and her bread and butter are at… but, no, I've felt sad about everything: the lost redhead was just another smash in a lifelong loss… I listen to drums on the radio now and grin. there is something wrong with me besides melancholia.
true words, pure genius.