This is a timely week for Brian’s current prompt, Past and Present. I don’t really want to think about the new year. It’s making me sad and all sorts of things. You could say I am experiencing sundry emotions, most of them not very pleasant. I’m not sure if this thing is done, but it is what it is right now.
Past depressions
Come back up to level paths,
But the lesson
I’ve been learning most is that
Level paths fall down again,
Even to the present,
Likely to the future too.
The beginning
Of another end has come;
I’m not wanting
Its days, hollow hopes unwelcome.
revivedwriter 
his magoos with interupted with the need to be fed.
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I like this one. It did take me a minute to get your play on words with depression. I think all my poems end up in a state of “it is what it is right now”.
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