friends
she is of an irrepressible cyclothymia
while mine is a distinctly, abysmally unipolar affliction
i covet her maudlin, petulant muse of whimsy
she is fascinated with my skinny, sallow, sadsack little spirit
from these murky, sluggish depths
i watch her incessant bobbing
up and down
at the surface
we are friends
we are bonded
an improbable, perfect pair
we ain't nuts,
we artists!
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