I don’t know
I’m depressed
I can’t go hiking
or biking
or do anything except
harvest bittersweet nightshade
and play with the roots of hemlock
so lonely now
so lonely now
so out of sorts now
so lacking now
so what now
we move
on to something different
something more/less satisfying
something more/less gratifying
joysuffering awaits
detachment
a practice
poetry, a countermeasure
master bias leaning 