Thursday, April 10, 2008

Musings in Melancholia

In order to stem this murky tide
I find my beloved Mrs. Parker
I do not like my state of mind
Says my dear, dear Dottie
And oh, how your words
Do speak to me

I do not like MY state of mind
For it is in a muddied place
Black thoughts sprout
Like cancerous tumors
In a sullied landscape

And I have often wondered
Where, in this shadowy box
Have placed my joy
Just to open one corner
To keep this darkness from me

copyright Sherry Obsheatz

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