Persephone

Persephone Mother, the life you value’s A skeleton hung with bunting. A saxophone brash Blares out Duty! Duty! Duty! Stuck on its one high note. Mother, your world is trash! Why can’t you let me be? Dreams are mushrooming Down in my charcoal chamber, Under my muffled skies. Mother, I like my colourful life, Away…

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