Acceptance

From our reality of rejection we find nothing more satisfying in our fiction than acceptance.

Too long?

Anyone who feels he has lived too long
has, rather, lived wrong.

So many ways

There are so many more ways to be wrong than to be right that it is impossible to avoid them all.

Memories

Our memories separate us
into loneliness,
camouflaged as comfort.

Futility & fatality

Futility and fatality: what's the difference?

New poems

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