Double-moon insanity,
Diamond-double intensity:
The reflection and the shadow.
He’s working hard on something,
Feeling the constantly rising
Steam-stream pressure –
Any one can see –
But nobody understands, so
We find it hard
To follow,
To get excited,
To join in.
A hundred and forty makes
Our noses, our ears bleed;
Frustration is free,
So who-are-you free.
We write letters that
Will never be sent,
Drink each other’s tears.
Silver tape and fireworks
Hold us together,
Push us onto the beach:
Love, love and anger
And the tides and pebbles
Of unconditional reconciliation.
29th June, 2012
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