12 July 2014

Deo Volente

Deo volente, because a stitch
in time doesn't always
save nine and yes,
sometimes we cry over
spilt milk when there
isn't enough left for the
tea and, sure, there's
those who would steal
the milk out of your tea
as soon as look at you--
shower of bastards raining
on our parade, laughing
wile the world laughs
with us, never
crying alone

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