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Steen_ Vino & Mockers

OK, it’ starting to make sense…

The coarseness of your expression,

the pain of your existence,

glimpses of futility,

reminded of your place,

the so-called underclass

(no wonder you’re so crass!),

cannon fodder, one way or another,

exploited and abused, gutted,

occasionally you react,

illogically, apparently,

as best you can,

you make a statement…

Notes and expletives from the stewing depths.

 

(To be continued…)

               

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Mindblowing Pain

Screw today’s news!

We’re still processing, dealing with, and trying to get over

our yesterdays.

 

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Surgut, Storm Looms

Tired and forlorn,

every day seems

a perfect storm.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat