Monday Morning in the Rain

Summer slow day

and smiles are hard

to give, where nothing

is said and done.

 

We cannot find new

ways to triumph,

where joy is staring at us

as if an alien.

 

Bloody England.

A belief in historical

fiction, where three boys

kicking balls are to blame.

 

 

 

 

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