I made your poem into a poster for my wall. You could sell these, and other quotes and poems by RM.
Futility is the dark rich shitty soil
in which
magnificent lilies of achievement
blossom
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And here’s what I was trying to say the other day but couldn’t articulate it:
If futility is an exercise, then I’m a decathlon champ.
Get back Jo-Jo.
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