diaric, poetry

The Book of Mellow

Courtesy: Unsplash | Andre Benz

when the satire is too rich
for my lilylivered self;
when I want more
of The Great, please; when Russian literature appears

When I want to press a button
so most forget me.
Just the ones I pick.
Just need space-quiet.
Just for a little while.
’til i’m ready.


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