DEPRESSION

by Joanna Gilman Hyde

The Tomato-coloured Couch 4:08pm

I remember clearly

that sinking feeling

of having no choice but to lie down

on a couch or bed

for want of Living Life

where I covered My Self

with a blanket or Afghan

knitted by My Mother-in-law

to take as some form

of comfort

to get through

an endless day

out of weeks

months

years