
Eclipses the small
towers over nature too
inhuman ego

Eclipses the small
towers over nature too
inhuman ego

Victory doesn’t last
plan with reckless abandon
failure doesn’t either
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Mansion from without
a tiny house from within
joy is perspective
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Photo: Chicago Riverwalk

Clinging for dear life
as humans to emotions
creepers too, to poles
Pies and bars were his life. Percentages became everyday parlance. And his tallied spreadsheets set him a class apart. It was picture perfect. He was the ideal high school student: teaches doted on him, classmates frowned upon him, and parents spoilt him for love.
Who needed good friends when you could have great grades?
Pies and bars are his life. Percentages… his wife. With tallied statements stacked in the bank, the picture remains perfect. Raises and praises shower on him, as colleagues thank his genius and bosses appreciate his smartness.
Who needs good friends when you can have great toasts?