If Steven Colbert is correct (and i believe he would argue that he is always correct) and quality is defined by how much of it is consumed by the masses, then lets just say my childhood trauma would be more lucrative than my first book of poetry.  We'll see.  I'm tempted to just keep bombarding you all with unfortunate scenes from my youth, but therapy is increasingly expensive.  Therefore, I really have no choice but to indoctrinate you with even better poetry.  Suckas.

I truly hope you enjoy:

As a side note, if and when i do publish some of my poems, this first one is the title poem.

Depression for Beginners

I wonder why they put train lines near all the cemeteries?
Perhaps the empty tracks add a nice touch
to stones glowing blue.

Or maybe it accentuates the transitory nature of the transit system?
It could be a coincidence.
It could be that nobody wants to see trains.
Or dead people.
So they're always on the outskirts.

But if I'm on the train,
Does that mean they don't want to see me?
Why?
This is depression for beginners.

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