Waxing Bitter
by Marie Lecrivain
free hugs - i don’t think so.
no smile, no arch of eyebrow,
and no open arms to accept you.
an act of kindness comes with a cost as all things do. the universe wasn't modeled
on the something for nothing rule
in the absence of flow,
diminished returns of sleep,
and pithy solipsisms that crowd out
the great truths we were raised to embrace.
this is the truth of life as we know it
until we burrow into the subversive current,
our backs bent and ears oriented
to the side-winding secrets
of how to stay one step ahead.
the universe will fuck with us
until we die, and the last bits
of meat and bone dissolve
into the earth - this is our last laugh,
and payment in full.
Gyroscope Review 13
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