what if this melancholia
were supposed to be not a bane an invasion a something to shun and get rid of
what if it were here to speak or to simply be in much the same way joy visited in 1992
or wonder in 1990
or shock in ’93
what if melancholy were always simply here to say hello and hang out no ill intent no dramatic upheavels
no intent to harm
just a regular visitor long misunderstood and thrown out the back
still knocking at the door with a smile on its face
and that glimmer in its eye ah that is enticing isn’t it
I am curious and let it be so now to ask what melancholia is here to offer
seeing as how it’s been so persistent for so long it must have something it’s holding out in offer
what if this were so all that’s needed is to turn the knob