Extravaganza of A Stanza or Two...
October 24, 1929 Dropping tears, falling knees,Marked greens that do not please;Aimless gazes stunnedBy Medusa’s malicious stare. Rushing minds, how could this be?Rushing legs, to the banks, you see. Mere pawns, mere scapegoats,Some another in the fall.From hope to despair,Just a day, that was all. Streets turned darker,And soon bleaker;Plutus impaled,More morbid than ever. I Do I yearn beneath ..
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