Sine qua non

Misery loves company,
Yet so does happiness;
Such is the deception
Of repose and of duress.

Birds of a feather flock
Together, but opposites attract —
Two more aphorisms die,
Impaled upon a fact.

“Better ’tis to ask forgiveness
Than permission,” some have said.
But forgiveness can’t be begged for
If the trespass leaves you dead.

So the texture of reality
Is messy. It evades
The very best of all attempts
To capture with cliches.



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