D.I.D. (Disease.Insanity.Death.)

(a poem by Timothy J. Verret, dedicated to the brilliantly tormented and just flat-out brilliant painter, Edvard Munch)

Death in the Sick Room – painting by Edvard Munch

I D.I.D. what I had to D.O.

I D.I.D. the D.O. in the name of love.

I D.I.D.’nt D.O. it to make you mad at me.

I D.I.D.’nt D.O. it to make you happy for me.

I D.I.D. it because I had no choice.

I D.I.D. things I regret.

I D.I.D. things I revere.

I D.I.D. what I usually D.O.

to you.

I. D.I.D. it all for you

but

D.O. I matter to you?

D.O.

Deep.Ocean.

Divine.Order.

Dank.Odor.

Dreams.Optional.

Those I D.O.

I D.I.D.

for you.

Those I D.I.D.

I D.O.

for you.

Those I D.I.D.

Those I D.O.

for me,

t.o.o.

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