All the Same, All the Time

Loosely inspired by a recent somewhat heart-breaking post by Cardinal Guzman, I decided that the world needs more bad poetry.

At peace,
At home.
Alone.
Quiet, but not quite.
The kettle boiling,
Coffee brewing—
Another day, another night.

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Author: Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

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  1. “Another day, another night.” Yes, unfortunately. More loneliness to deal with.
    Thanks for the mention though, it made me feel slightly better. 🙂

    And apropos poetry:
    “one can never be sure whether it’s good poetry or bad acid”
    ― Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

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    1. Bukowski has some good quotes. It’s funny, when I produced this “poem”, loneliness was the feeling I had on mind. I don’t think it’s quite clear from it, I guess it depends on your own state of mind, how you interpret it.

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