Wednesday, May 3, 2017

Polytropos, Monotropos, Zero

Who preaches failure will come
To grief as surely as those
Who preach useful behaviors.
How charming, how merciful
It would be if the reward
For defiant surrender
Shaped a universal shrug,

But it doesn't. There's a glee
That lasts surprisingly long
In saying, I can't beat you,
I won't try, I'll fall and see
If my dumb luck rescues me.
Then there's the ground, more detailed,
And no more turning aside.

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