Friday, April 26, 2013

"Coda" by Dorothy Parker

There's little in taking or giving, 
 There's little in water or wine; 
This living, this living, this living 
 Was never a project of mine. 
Oh, hard is the struggle, and sparse is 
 The gain of the one at the top, 
For art is a form of catharsis, 
 And love is a permanent flop, 
And work is the province of cattle, 
 And rest's for a clam in a shell, 
So I'm thinking of throwing the battle --- 
 Would you kindly direct me to hell?

Poem brought to you by a bad mood brought about by over two weeks of poor sleep due to various ailments, including double pink eye. :(

Here's to a restful weekend, hopefully...!

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