Apparently Impervious to Being Bombed

Sometimes you get so animated

when you talk!

It’s like you go inside yourself

and find the squawk –

the belching fire – the dark

and loud desire for anarchy –

the lovely lure of privately

chaotically derived insanity

which makes

you tick

and sometimes makes

whoever listens to you sick.

But who

is this?

This counterpoint

to your abyss?

Apparently impervious

to being bombed,

something in him

leaves you calmed.

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