Poem: More Often Than They Tell You

More Often Than They Tell You

Yes, I saw the signs.
I cannot pretend I did not.
The warnings were clear.

And yet here I am,
over the wall,
deep into the danger zone again.

A particular kind of madness
with no one to blame but yourself
if things go wrong,

if things go right.

Because more often than they tell you,
they do.

About this poem

I have a bad habit of going into abandoned buildings to photograph their fallen glory.
I’ve done a fair number of other dumb things. And yet, here I am, with only a few scars and lots of amazing experiences.

So even the ones I am sorry for, part of me isn’t. That’s probably a character flaw.


PS: The picture was taken at an abandoned Air Force base on Cape Cod.

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