are not blackcurrant
thank god.
i eat the red
as a way of seeing
through my heady ego
to feed my body
i know they're both real
like the wolves.
the holy war of depression
has ended
thank god.
and all the saints have
vanished from
the cabinet
so i count my blessings
instead.
Ooooo...the holy war of depression. Very evocative words!
ReplyDeleteWho pinched those bleedin' saints? Nice one KT.
ReplyDeleteThe lifting of depression is one to count.
ReplyDelete"temporarily wincing" was the security phrase I had to type for the above comment!
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