The Mezunian

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

summer october sonnet

Accompanying music:

fall the goldsoft resin treasures

crispbrown jalapeño chips

palm o’ palmates blushing gestures

roughhewn arms flick wrists in wind

cloudridden icarus my sun

casting lines to warmcool lakes

under gusts from sparrows’ lungs

sleeping ’way the shrinking days

wake from drunken summers sober

finding helios’ reign’s over

leave streets red for black october

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