Tag: poetry

Self-deception

I am regularly amazed at the human capacity for self-deception.

The way people can just ignore inconvenient facts to suit their “world view”.

The way people, when directly questioned, invent reasoning and don’t even realise it. Post-hoc rationalisation.

Lucky that I don’t fall for all that. I’m different.

Disabled with boredom

Disabled with boredom
hands sticky with distraction
My screen is my sandpit
into which I stick my mind

Outside my window
the green and grey
Click and drag, click and drag
the squirrels laugh at me

Shoulders back in apathy
throw good posture to the wind
Attention tentitively tortured
pay rise