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Hyena

February 14, 2013

thirtyone

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

The concept of “romantic love” is becoming increasingly irrelevant within a postmodernist framework. Our current cultural exemplar on the subject is a series of films and books about vampires and werewolves. This is telling. We cannot accept it in anything but it’s most infantilized form. It may see a resurgence with the rise of post-irony, or “New Sincerity”. Is this something we should even invite? With it’s transitory cores of passion and desire, is it not largely incompatible with the ideals of selflessness, compromise and re-appraisal on which long standing happiness and relationships are built?

I think I may have messed up the rhyme scheme,

And so are you.

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