Tuesday, March 24, 2015

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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