Whatever makes you happy
Now will one day make you sad.
Embrace that fact and you can
Understand why monks and nuns
Attempt surrender. No one
Can trust enjoying living
Short of treating living like
Caressing a predator.
I'm in love with tiger's fur
On breathing tiger. I fear
The teeth, sure. I'm terrified.
I wake up mornings certain
There's no happy ending here,
But love it when the world purrs.
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