I ,we

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I ,we

            

Terrified of the imminent collapse
      Yet oblivious to the unpredictable

Tentative to any advance
      Yet scathing of any restraint.
Drenched by slow motion apprehensiveness
      Yet completely without complaint
                         
Find no reason in these utterances
       Yet find smugness at the close of every line
Clamped down by an unsearching finality
       Yet still emerging fresh faced every time                                                                                                                                                    Side by side we squabble childlike
     Wrench reality from indecision
Back to back wey shoulder each other
     As twins do when bullied

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

davidcircle’s Poems (18)

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