“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Monday, January 22, 2018
What are the Chances, Chances Are
What are the chances:
That your most despised frenemy suddenly found themselves
sitting down next to you in the only open seat-
of being late and avoiding an accident-
Someone looks like you, but worse-
They are better versions-
Saying something meaningful aloud-
It becomes true-
Anything true can be said-
There are second impressions
called shadows-
We can make ourselves proud-
without too much pride-
Our dreams are someone else's-
You are the true version
of someone else's dreams-
True love is only a test-
Chances are:
-more likely you will drown (one in eighty-four)
than getting killed by a shark (one in nearly four million)
-you will end up looking like your dog, your mate,
your old self
-the Universe listens
-fear of shadows once saved our lives
fear of shadows from towers we have built
enshrouds our lives
-nightmares are honest discussions
-Love's Labour's Lost
Painting by Unknown c. 1892 in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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