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Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment by John Tottenham
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“SONG OF DAWN

I saw the sun rise by accident.
It was a horrible sight.
Annoyed by its splendor, I sought refuge
in a moist pillow, and lay there, alone,
at the dawn of another day,
that brought me closer to another death,
pondering the vanity of my solitude,
the vanity of procrastination,
and the tiresome inevitability of waking up
again the same person.
It might still be possible to change,
but obstinately I remain the same,
hoping that others might take solace
in my consistency.
But perhaps they take no solace in it,
perhaps they too find it tedious.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“Whenever I’m in a relationship I feel as if I’m being unfaithful to myself.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“I always assume that people I admire are single.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“Whenever I'm in a relationship
I feel as if I'm being unfaithful
to myself.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“And what have I learned
from all these affairs of the heart?
One thing only, and that
what I knew to begin with:
that I have no business being in one at all.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“The need to duplicate pleasure
is the source of much misery
in this world.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“Well, it was time to move on, anyway:
the beauty wasn't in the consistency.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“I will love you more
if you let me hurt you.
Your readiness to endure my pain creates a disheartening closeness that I would rather live without.
But if deprived of it, I will want it again.
Until this sweetness, never free
and usually painful, finally dries up.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment
“Leave me to long
for no one in particular, to retire
from this realm of delight, and return
to the stasis I hold dear: these are words
that no one wants to hear.”
John Tottenham, Antiepithalamia: & Other Poems of Regret & Resentment