It never hurts

to get laid

on a rainy Sunday afternoon

in November

but the reality

isn’t always as sweet

as the fantasy

and whoever said

hope springs eternal

must have been having

better luck than this


but no one wants

to listen to my whining

and maybe even

that partially explains

my lack of success

as I fret and panic

over non-stressful matters

of great insignificance


frit and fratter over nonsense

and nothing but trouble

seems to be

the order of the day

and sadly it seems

that this is the way

that it always has been

and continues to be



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allets's picture

Hope Springs

True, maybe not eternally but without it, we're back in the dark ages. 



georgeschaefer's picture

I cling to it desperately

I cling to it desperately