Stupid Cupid III

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.



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3 Responses to Stupid Cupid III

    1. Mike. Your poem has a flavour of S. Beckett about it.

      Better on your arse
      Than on your feet
      Flat on your back than either
      Better dead than the lot.

      Comment by dave tomlin on 8 April, 2013 at 12:14 pm
    2. Koanic!
      Cupid – Eros. Same iconic trash-can.

      Comment by Fred Proud on 12 April, 2013 at 1:00 pm
    3. Nice to think I am being read by talented classicists.

      Comment by Mike Lesser on 15 April, 2013 at 12:07 pm

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