You Poem by Julian Takali

You



Gloom, grief, Monday, melancholia, jazz
Suffering, black, frowns is what I'd regard you as

You linger long and perish so
You wither down and ache slow
You live in blood
You reek of gray
Curtained sun, crippled fawn
I see in you dawn

I ask you everyday
As soon as I wake
In company to your morning jazz
Are you on the wrong side of the grass?

Saturday, February 10, 2018
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