The last of today...

...Until some other time when I remember my self perpetuated dreams and obligations, here is another piece of writing for your (and my own) enjoyment or displeasure.
   A situation befell me, partly by my own hand, that left me in such a predicament I could have felt, in utmost vanity, it was the cause for a word such as 'irony' to be invented. 'Dramatic Irony' is the term coined for a situation where one such audience becomes aware of the details that will despair a third party, caused by a second. The God(s), then, must be the greatest spectator(s) and contributor(s) of such an irony. I, and all involved parties (other than you, God, if you exist) were unaware of the ensuing details, and so, my case was one of regular irony; but its method of delivery was justifiably poetic as any.

The poet suffers from poetry!

Cruel metaphor and the twisting irony.

The humour of Gods;

our tragedy’s their comedy.

Through dreams and drunkenness

we see their signs;

solve their riddles

and accept to be belittled

so we might make something of it all

where others refuse to look.

Where others have more sense,

than to be the instrument

of their own guileless destruction