Summer Breeze

Sickening light falls
on the slowly starting mourn,
Between cars and streets
growling and purring dissent,
Beneath dying clouds
of tears and rage and pamphlet,
Around the brickwork trees
where the nothingness meets pestilence,
Months count down
from April May to June and July,
Brace yourselves –
Summer is coming.

summer breeze

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