Pessimism

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Pessimism’s easy
And truth don’t exist,
They say.
And I’m stuck staring
Into the face of a ditch
And I’m told it’s a well.
Fuck your back-handed philosophies
That spread like golden plagues.
I’m an old man in a pit with a broken foot
Holding a flush of spades. 

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