The other day I sent this poem over Facebook.  I felt a need for levity during these trying political times and was going to say something about installing a new shower head and how tremendous that improvement was to my life. (Seriously, it was).  But then it felt silly and silliness feels treasonous.
Then this poem popped into my head.
The perfect mix!  Wry, fatalistic, ambivalent, self-effacing  simple.  It’s practically a joke.  But it’s not.
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
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