The Perpetual Pessimist
(as published in Switch Poetry/Prose magazine - 2017)
what apparition takes joy in
the patient anticipation of pain or,
is it just me, who at the height of elation
still glances for... prowling shadows
disguised with smiles;
Cheshire cats of our own invention, yet
beautiful in their gate - or
is it gloating
perpetual probabilities ; confident chameleons
who morph undetected even
in our gaze, because they are we
a game never won - evolution where
the prey's fate is
inevitable and
self inflicted
the kittens will wait to be fed on the doorstep,
and we will feed them
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2018
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