The Risk of Wages
The wages of sin is death,
but the wages of love is life.
Love is then to get away from death,
and thus is death its greatest spurner.
Thus are all good things that make life meaningful
dependent on their opposites for spurning inspiration.
The fountain of exhilaration is depression,
nothing can be crueller than the acts of love,
and ecstasy can come from lethal drugs.
Is this duality then inescapable,
and must euphoria be dependent on affliction?
Well, the only way to deal with that dilemma
is eliminating both extremes
and leaving you with only boredom,
which in bleakness could be worse than any depressivity,
and who wants that who wants to live?
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-05-10 at 10:02
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