Tag Archives: Depression
for sanity’s sake
here between the seasons
the drought & hoped for rains
how on earth we prevail is
a puzzle for analytical minds
we try one smile on at a time
one smile at a time
to keep that sultry darkness at bay
one smile at a time
but perhaps today is not that day
mayhap i wish to sluttily lay
in disarray like i belong
& die erelong
but life goes on
while i whore myself to ruination
& smile along with the twee
their cock-a-hoop clarity in
hopes that we might cohabitate
in peace between drought & rain
& life goes on
one smile at a time
by TONY SINGLE
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do the right thing
now i see that i
add not a jot of value
shall i lay me down
let them press on with their days
fruitful afore & after
by TONY SINGLE
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the distance
the eyes that skew away again
from what i have known all along
betray i’ll never be one of them
a stranger to their bonny world
their monuments hold to gravitas
even when living memory fades
as i maunder these streets alone
dust sieves through my pantomime veins
a thousand years ago today
the only space i’ve left for feeling
when i realise that no one’s waiting
that their light is all yet not in all
then i’ve never felt so far away
well, it’s not always been suffering
they tap me whenever i’m of use
yet their smiles mask the expiry date
a time to back off, to know my place
& i see that their sun too has left
will not anchor me to my shadow
that their moon with its pinprick halo
will not grant even slenderest grace
a thousand years ago today
the only space allowed for feeling
when i realise nobody’s coming
that their light is all yet not for all
then i’ve never been so far away
by TONY SINGLE
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wellness check
i fain would draw this blue fog
but have only the red ink of shame
it burns through my sullen veins
i fain would deface my skin
but it’s like a brittle parchment
it crumbles ‘neath needle’s acerb touch
i fain would drown them all in bile
but hide behind what they want of me
my head pulses like a tumour
i fain would discard my failed life
but angst has drained resolve from my bones
i wait, days full up with hospital pudding
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
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