All For Two, & One For All

Only those who know how to truly love know how to hate:

we wait for them to despise us, a prophecy possibly more fulfilling than anything they’ve offered us before…

Life has become an idea; vapour rising from the surface of a shrinking lake, never to return again.

Our first fuck was a clumsy mess, but am I wrong to see the dignity we’ve since spent building beginning to crumble?

Who’s the most humble, the pessimist or the optimist, & is it naive to believe that the only worthwhile thing

is to keep giving a shit despite the odds?

‘cos I’m all in now; no backing out:

you’ve got everything I can give.

So it’s time to ride or die, to fight or hide;

to fucking decide & then fall, if we have to, on the hill where

we’ve chosen to demand the impossible

& laugh at the improbable.