The Mezunian

Die Positivität ist das Opium des Volkes, aber der Spott ist das Opium der Verrückten

morgen

I don’t want to go to work tomorrow.

I don’t want to not want to go to work tomorrow.

I ne’er want to not go to work tomorrow.

But tomorrow always threatens tonight

& frightens them ‘way,

leaving no one to protect the days,

till they, too, ‘scape from me.

¿Now where will I find the time to breathe?

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