Don't feel like dancing.
Conversing in the delights of heaven.
There is no taste of honey, sweetness.
Am alone in longing -
Throbbing sensations of separation.
That is how it is right now.
Cannot run away any more.
Away from the lead weight feel of it.
The dragging myself through the day.
The dark depths.
This wordless place.
That is how it is right now.
The cutting edge of this place
that hurts the centre of me,
is familiar.
Like being with an old friend.
Here I cannot make lightness enter.
Turn lead to gold.
That is how it is right now.
That is how it is right now.
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