Depression

The colors become less bright
do I run or turn Black & White

KAS

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Its mists disperse
in quantities unconcerned
I wander in the tall grass
wondering of bugs
disconcerning ones
of lust and blood

Please tell me
what it is you want

KAS

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The words today seem unclear
and nothing stands in the way of
my dark thoughts, sad words

You seem to scream
in the way I always want
and nothing comes of it

I write these useless words
and still it quivers
in my hands
unsteady in actions
as well as my own
useless thoughts

KAS

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The angelic children
raised their hands
to upset his long blond hair
in evenly soft strokes
he wonders
why nearly all of their eyes
refuse to speak
they gently grasp
the light strands
pulling, snapping
until the only remains
sought the wind
dancing in gold
whispering of white wine
why, he thinks
do they not call him by
his real name.

KAS

Glass of Tea

Why do I feel
I can no longer
furfill your glass
of tea

I try and pour
no end, or more

I fear the answer
I grasp its handle
and all my strenth and more

...not a single drop will pour

KAS