I love a long holiday and as a general rule
you’ll find me out by a turquoise pool
cause it’s hot outside and I’m nobody's fool.

Closing my eyes I lazily daydream
listening to my favorite musical streams
umbrella shaded from harsh sunbeams.

I’ve put away polemic school assignments
for leisure and tastier desultory refinements
like buffalo wings, pizza and ***** martinis
and the barely there cool of a string bikini.
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Songs for this:
Digging your scene by Ivy
The Big Sky (Special Single Mix) by Kate Bush
Can't Be Like This Forever by The Moving Stills

Sunday, on the 29th of June
I was having a great time as delightful
It was only my first experience, to the bakery of the road entrance
There was a good feeling buying a three loaf of bread
And only today I was having a great day,
To meet the shoppers.

Have you got enough
To do it?

How's your supply?
Will it see you through it?

And those who
Gather round
Are they here for you?
Or just gossip bound?

Ration now thy scant resources
Lest there be some
Harsh recourses.

Learn to let go of people,
for sometimes it gives you peace...
Ase.
Am dull, dark and peaceful,
I am death.
What a noisy breath I bear,
Like a patient in coma, who only machines are keeping alive,
Rejoicing.
Maybe, a true genius looks for
Eternal peace in death,
Last, stop looking for me, while I am simply hiding... 💀👅🩸

How to read my poetry:

Read it with your eyes, they will show you what I say
See it with your heart, it guides the way
Read it with your mind, keep it open to the truth
Use your understanding to verify the proof
Let it get in your dreams, read it while you sleep
Let it get in your soul and I hope it will keep

When you finish, read it once again
This time with feeling, like blowing in the wind
After that, quietly reflect on the story
Did you find it sweet and nice or ****** and gory

Try and remember your favorite line
Maybe the one about yours or the one about mine
Dry your eyes, blow your nose, get to the funny parts
The one about true love and two broken hearts
You can read them over and over; they never get old
Some of my best lines are as good as gold

Summer is here
Fresh warm humid air
Can hear the sounds
             Of fans
Summer day
        Came again