June is here
The start of summer
The month of Pride
Sun supposedly
Cloudy reality
What a bummer
Never mind
Will we hear good news has come
When is the warmth to follow
The summer clock is running down
How can I last another month
I must survive
Revive
When it comes to pass
I’ll be on my ass
Only upwards
On my toes
Carrying a rose
Across the sea
To thee
With thou art
Artful
Lumpen and libido
Ready to run
Where?
Don’t know
It will be warm though
