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Friday, April 20, 2012

If You Listen To Prozac... [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, April 20, 2012]


If You Listen To Prozac... [Today's News Poem by Khakjaan Wessington, April 20, 2012]

A tinnitus of memories, terrors, desires gone poisonous—
It's the ear; and the song is as pleasant as fixed smiles, brokenness.

Listen to it: the goddammit sound that your chicken-heart makes yet!
Orgasms were the start. You degenerate, age then you die. Rot.

You must fuck and you must fear and you can't die for you're just chemicals
And life's nothing. You aren't living and fear's fake. You are bridge, process, tears.


“In 1988, a year after the Food and Drug Administration approved Prozac, 2,469,000 prescriptions for it were dispensed in America. By 2002, that number had risen to 33,320,000. By 2008, antidepressants were the third-most-common prescription drug taken in America.”
—SIDDHARTHA MUKHERJEE, The New York Times, Published: April 19, 2012



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3 comments:

Steven Marty Grant said...

I love this piece, you just nailed it.

Mark Kerstetter said...

I'd rather wear earplugs ( or even go out of my fucking mind) than join the din of the anti-depressant parade.

Obsidian Eagle said...

It never ceases to amaze me that whenever they advertise anti-depressants they always gloss over the fact that the medication may cause suicidal thoughts and anxiety. What reprehensible irony when the solution is just as bad or worse than the initial problem, pushing people over the edge!

In other news, this looks a lot more promising:

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