<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527798" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Her Black Fog</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The depression moves in on her <br>Like a dark fog. It seems to suck <br>All interest in life and events <br>From her mind so that she sits <br>And stares from the window like </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One dying slowly over the month. <br>Outwardly she seems quite fine. <br>Little quiet perhaps. Not her usual self. <br>None of her unstoppable laughter and joy. <br>She hates it when the fog comes. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The curtains drawn in her mind. <br>The deep depression sucking. <br>There is the same view from the window. <br>Trees and lawn and the bird table unattended. <br>Snow had fallen last time. She remembers </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The white blanket over everything. <br>The bird table like a white statue <br>Standing still unattended. The sky grey <br>And sucked of all interest. Her lover <br>Such as he is still wanted his sex. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She performed dully. No passion. <br>Nothing touched her or reached in <br>And moved her. Her lover did his thing <br>And finished. He turned over and snored. <br>The inner darkness invades each aspect </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of her being. Even her baby's cry <br>Doesn't move or stir her. She hears it <br>Like one hearing a far away thunder <br>And possible storm. Even her beloved <br>Picasso print fails to move her. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Music of Mahler pushes out <br>From the nearby shore of the CD player <br>And slides over her like a chilling wave. <br>There are voices speaking. Someone <br>She feels walks on her grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=527798" data-title="Her Black Fog de Terry Collett" data-description="The depression moves in on her Like a dark fog. It seems to suck All interest in life and events From her mind so that she sits And stares from the window like One dying slowly over the month. Outwardly she seems quite fine. Little quiet p..."></div> </div> </div>

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