Poem: "Losers" by Lukas Andrew Bryson

Losers

By Lukas Andrew Bryson

you could try to understand a bit

the reason that we do this;

it isn’t just addiction to prediction,

it’s a fiction

just to think that we could bring

anything new

to a table full of fable with a label.

we’re the losers, boozers,

choosers;

we drool blood, spit fire,

and never tire

from our self-destruction.

but things are not always as they gleam.

we have the means to break seams,

to treat life like a dream;

but in the end it always hurts

to be measured by the treasured

and to be considered trash.

From The Lack and The Swell: A Book of Poetry and Madness 1st Edition

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