the hounds of hell...

the hounds of hell...

A Poem by anais.vionet
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Summer’s almost over

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Summer’s almost over - that convalescent state where successive modes of pleasure were the order of the day. Now fall commands awakening - drive simplicity away! The hounds of hell are yelping that it’s time to banish play. They cry “forget unscheduled hours that owned no share of care - the virtual halls are scheduled and we’ll soon see you there.” No apotropaic magic can delay my slated fate - to the corridors of learning I must too soon reacclimate.

© 2020 anais.vionet


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Added on August 2, 2020
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A Poem by anais.vionet