Thursday, September 19, 2013

I Am None the Wiser

I loathe fate 
for it has fondled
my heart 
in unconscionable ways.

Age has not done me
any great justice either.
I am none the wiser 
than when I was a toddler.

I speak semi-eloquently
and can hold my liquor;
I doubt that qualifies
as anything significant. 

I love restlessly
and hope endlessly.
The cycle never stops. 
Like a drunken rat in a maze
I never arrive at the prize.

© 2013 Helena Malheur  

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