The Nicolson Institute: Joshua Coghill




The ultimate question
You ask yourself that same question
It was a fool's errand
But fool that you are, had to ask
You knew what the answer would be
And now look where you are
A wolf gnaws at your insides and bile fills your mouth
You have no-one to blame
Except you and your curiosity
Which, incidently killed the cat, by the way
But you, you who thought you had a snowball's hope in hell
With you, curiosity can score you off as well
And you find yourself
No better off than the said cat
How you wish things could be different
But is isn't and they are not goning to improve
Get used to it
This is life.

by Joshua Coghill