Vigorously upbeat
Flashing panicky and
Overtly audacious
He fidgets
Alone in a room
To a tepid water faucet
Category: Dark
Dismal, Poetry by Sonya Devyatkin
Never have we seen a day as dismal as today,
shuddering rain of contempt,
on ours paths of concrete and subversion,
we soak in the mists of our mentors; delusionary stories,
traced with anthrax & disdain.
Traditions and séances
help us achieve Nirvana.
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