He Swears
Every so often he swears to start a finer life.
But when night comes with its own counsels,
its compromises, and its promises;
but when night comes with its own vigor
of the body, craving and seeking, he returns,
forlorn, to the same fatal joy.
-C.P. Cavafy (trans. from the Greek by R. Dalven)
Hello, Legion. I’ve returned.




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The room is, as yet, filled with smoke and apprehension.