After Don McLean, ‘Vincent’
Most people get the title wrong. It’s funny! And I don’t really like the song.
The Wikipedia page for me currently lists twelve medical conditions
I possibly suffered from, plus an “Other diagnoses” section.
There’s no consensus on psychosis, though my Sunflowers
Are gorgeous! Can they not just leave it at that? Can you believe they auctioned my killer?
Did I mention that “Other” section? I did? Gotcha! I know I did.
According to the secondary literature, it is likely that I suffered from a comorbidity of problems.
It is also possible
That more happened too, that there was a linear narrative
After that and that certain paintings
And letters surfaced from these happenings. There were also additional possibilities.
And yet my Sunflowers are still gorgeous! Though
This may be contingent on illness? Or their life?
Or whatever they say of me, like, “His suicide
Was a tragedy!” O I hope no one understands me, try
As they might. The contingency that is. And to think they want to see more
In paint! What is it they think they’re looking at? What do they hope
They’ll see? Have they no thought for what happens when we look
Too deeply, for if they start to understand
Me, they must know
They’ll see… they’ll see…
No! No, nay, never! They’ve really no idea.
Though
I’m so glad yellow pigments were made! But I believe
They’ll find them unstable too.
They also fade.
ashley dunn 
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