Exceptions

For imperfectionists,

If things go right (for once),

You change the locks.

Catastrophe is endless:

There are always new mountains

From which to fall.

Conceived in error,

Life implodes:

A marriage made in hell

And ending in oblivion.

Fate, like a time-bomb, self-destructs;

An own goal,

Waiting to happen, as the cliché goes:

A trophy room full of disasters.

Meeting you now makes no sense.

Dreams of incoherence

Turn Shakespearean,

Disproving life’s equation;

You are the exception to the rule.