A Lyric Concerning Depression


 

I.
Minor notes played in tune,
Scintillating, incandescent blue,
Not even bothering to fade away until
Your minor cacophony is written,
And you, played soft and sweet.
A little universal orchestra of minor strains.

II.
Without obtrusion or delay
The ʼverse in pieces little lay
But while you wander and implore
That poem still says nevermore.

III.
Crushing grapes
Inside your eyes
Makes it sticky
But no wine.

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