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Francis Erich McElroy

Published posts, philosophical humor, deep thoughts.

  • 10 – The Surface

    Finally I am released from the hospital after a month of progression into a stable psyche with hopes to never again break into a fragmented mess of illusory, mental disturbances. Only after asking the question “what just happened,” as it was happening, am I able to remember enough to later write it down.  I had…

  • Borderline Person Poetry

    Time is on my side. The more time that gets behind me the better I feel about the length of seasons though years fly by.  It seems the more unfinished business you have the more you get to stick around unfinished.  I wish I could play the tape all the way through before I make…

  • Anxiety

    Sometimes when I sit and think, it’s too much for me. To sit and think is too much for anybody. To really sit and think puts too much time on my hands. Sitting and thinking gives me too much time to think about sitting…and thinking. Thinking about sitting is thinking too much. It looks to…

  • Near Pointless Poem

    I can’t feel the fire. I don’t have a single thought inside my head. I can’t resolve the words I heard today or make sense of what I’ve said. I don’t want to know more than what I’ve heard for years. I can’t tell much more than what’s been put through both my ears. I…

  • Growing Old With Purpose

    I’m growing old. The eyes I look into remind me that I’m tired. The eyes I avoid remind me that I’m not dead.  I’m growing older.  The way I’m able to hold my family together and get up on time for work, hold my head up for eight hours and do the things I need…