Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Reprobate (pre-destined to damnation)

Might as well
could have been.

Pretty heavy karma
if you ask me.

You can change karma.

For example. my small
house is a palace to me...
to others, probably a hovel,
or, a novel.

This poem is reprobate,
but you don't see me crying.

Damned if you do,
damned if you don't,
so, yes, reprobate, but,
I think I'd rather go down
swinging...

...which I'm doing wildly now.




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