Metaphors Of Misery Poem by Roger Hudson

Deep deep depression depths
World through grey screen
Grey mist with a hole a tunnel
And there through there

Is that reality, life
Or just reflections of tired mind
Metaphors for a listless do-nothing state
As stepping warily from pub brightness
To evening gloom

Far down the road
Smart-suited man protests
In long distance silence

Slow motion
As three youths
Push him

Punch him

Take his briefcase

Demand money

Metaphor for misery

Or is that a sick interpretation
Of joking banter of a group of friends?

Depression sufferer

Reverse motion
Backwards into pub
Order another drink

Lonely grey walk in drizzly autumn park
Along streets of lamplit dark
To bright light spill of chip shop

Outside two vagrants
he she
sit chat
In chill pavement comfort
Share a bottle, friendly

Inside
Comforting heat of paper-wrapped
Vinegar-soaked chips

In cold hands

Hungry mouth

But now, step out

She shouts, he runs

She shouts, my bag!

He's taken my bag! !

Through the grey hole
He disappears into the dark

Is this a play, a film,
An image of a derelict society

To cement grim misery
Or sufferer's own creation
Shaping the world
To fit bleak mood

Cementing remains of self into misery
Or accepting their trite reality
As black and white B movie metaphor of own grey reality
B movie melodrama that fails to stimulate

Through the grey haze
B movie that serves to pass the time

Till the main feature
Bursts forth

In all its technicolor passion and drama
If that ever comes