Life is a fair game
Except that there is no way
You can win at it.
In the game of love
You must change sides if you kiss
Your own reflection.
In the game of death
Your last breath has no use or
Consequence to you.
5-7-5
Life is a fair game
Except that there is no way
You can win at it.
In the game of love
You must change sides if you kiss
Your own reflection.
In the game of death
Your last breath has no use or
Consequence to you.
5-7-5
Mike. Your poem has a flavour of S. Beckett about it.
Better on your arse
Comment by dave tomlin on 8 April, 2013 at 12:14 pmThan on your feet
Flat on your back than either
Better dead than the lot.
Koanic!
Comment by Fred Proud on 12 April, 2013 at 1:00 pmCupid – Eros. Same iconic trash-can.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mhvGlnQ-PPo
Nice to think I am being read by talented classicists.
Comment by Mike Lesser on 15 April, 2013 at 12:07 pm