depressing shame

Disturbing Powerlessness
depressive moods

i despise you
with the neglect
of my weeping woods
my indefinable rivers
fish that dive into my depths.

I reflect the poverty
of being alone
in your flood of words
without the people.

I don't rejuvenate
your nagging brooks
in my veins
flow weakly

through the dune landscape
that is coming my night.

The meandering of delusions
song of lost tears

the first moonlight mild
in civilization of desire

to simplicity of death
the sad silence of silence

you bring it close
your brown withered grass

depressing shame
because of you I have lost my compass.


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