Ones victories and failures
interrupt uniformity
constantly
One loves stability
though victories more
getting high even more

The peaks pass
one returns to uniformity
memories linger
though life pulls one back
into its mundane stability

One could deny failures
vehemently
though
they will never leave you
they’ll hurt, scar and embed themself
under ones skin
erupting suddenly in crops
in moments of solitude

Sometimes
one may claim big wins
even when one has clearly
lost it
celebrating it, basking in it
unabashedly