not a poem. it's just written like one. (or, expect nothing, ever.)

i know better than to
expect
or focus on things too much
but i do it anyway

then it doesn't work out, and
i am not surprised

but then
usually

when all expectations have been washed away
by the bitter wave of disappointment

i find myself having an amazing time
doing whatever it is i do
instead of what i had expected to do.

NOW
the question is:

knowing that this usually happens,
have i ruined it
by expecting it to happen???

(damn universe)