Canto CXCIV

The busker in the tunnel plays Mad World.
The fifty pence piece stays in my pocket.
Outside the tube station I am told

by happy clappy godders that my Judgement
awaits me down below amidst the flames,
a sweet eternity of endless torment.

Though it would be worse to hear their inane
warblings and meekly strummed guitars
on loop forever in their dire heaven.

This world may be mad but it could be worse,
it’s the only world and life we have, so I will
embrace the product of this randomness

and put my mp3 player on shuffle.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Mar 17, 2012 @ 01:07:38

    “This world may be mad but it could be worse,
    it’s the only world and life we have, so I will
    embrace the product of this randomness”

    This sounds like the kind of thing your hero Lee Po would say. I think I’ll adopt it as my motto.

    Reply

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