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Our Counterfeit Summer

Better to be bitter
and pick on September
than resent those evil days
of estival now passing

as light dims witness to
calculated callousness
unmasking both predator
and prey-

a Janus Coin of June, July
spinning in market force flippancy?
Or a viral load of self-regard and
bow and scrape sycophancy.



r.Douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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