diurnālis
April 30, 2016
recess
what madness stung
the hearts of boys,
sick with playing nice,
what thirst pressed heavy
on the bone thrilled them to
break a hundred homes,
cackling in delight?
the bees are dying, boys - what madness
stings the hearts of men?
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