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Poem Details
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| Title: | Sonnet: “A Bipolar Cliché” |
| Author: | Ngoc Nguyen |
| Date Submitted: | 4/19/2018 |
| Email: | ngoc.m.nguyen@cox.net |
| Poem: |
Life as a manic-depressive's so drab and wearisome at times; it's quite enough to drag me down where I don't feel so tough. When manic I have the rare gift of gab; at such times, I wish I can take a cab to the club, get drunk, and act like a rough; but I don’t as I fear the Feds's rebuff; so I behave like a rat in their lab. My life's so full of hopelessness it seems; if I could I would end it right away, but that'd be taking it to great extremes and drama; instead, I read books all day and craft poems of more deviant, droll themes— oh, that I weren’t a bipolar cliché!... |