i think its a shroud of depression
cloaks ones mind when
bad news about ones health
takes over imparting a new hue
to ones daily endeavours
though little chinks of something
(this is one of them)
still manage to peer through
the drug enduced wowseyness
haunting my days
with its fudge like damper
of restraint around what was
a bucking bronco
and is now mouse like
scratching sooted glass
for a chance to glimpse