The caramel-coloured stream, Cascades along the grey matter, Tea-like baubles float along the dark squares. The white clouds below the land we stand on. The dark sky at where the chasm should be.
The only day she'll never forget is, The day he gave his first true confession; Her hand was held; entwined sweetly in his... A blissful moment without depression.
Vanish, my depression... Let not the good people be troubled; Not by intention or suggestion; Be it not their burden doubled- Vanish, my transgression... Do they not feel taken aback?
Orange Cheese left on the table strewn, Off a plate, stringy and tender The little boy sat watching; Ants crawling and lingering; The air was musty and old;