A State of Melancholia

It hits you

2: 05 PM blue.

All of a sudden

And you don’t know what to do.

 …

The sun is gleaming,

Your thoughts; cascading.

But what can you do?

To stop your mind and heart

From having this unplanned rendezvous.

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