Charles Peirce Poems

James

I am sorry that I'm here again,

God! William, how did you do it?
Is it narcissistic, to want to leave?

You're like a Charles Peirce to me.
How did you get through the year?
"If he could do it, so can I."
I tell myself when I get scared.

But I can't do this anymore.
I'm not trying, you say?
I'm tired, it's not worth it.
I'm losing, like, everyday-

Will I call this a win? Will, trust me-
I really want to stay, I really want to stay!
It's winter solstice now, time's almost up,
Till Thanatos comes and takes me away.

Hey Macaria, can we reschedule?
Is it narcissistic, to want to live?

I think I'll stay till it ends.