conversation

mixing brains is dangerous

certain matters explode
on contact with
a vacuum

and other’s gas can
be highly
inflammatory

to my intelligence
taste and
common sense

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progress

I chew quietly
in a slow restaurant and
contemplate
many dusty camellias
through the
unusually clean
plate glass

there is low chitter
and clatter
as I stare
into the
broken buildings
across the busy lane

comfortably
concealed
I am cosseted from the divide
and grimy
debris of
smashed homes
and abandoned lives

jaunty blue plastic
wraps up
pristine construction materials
present
in preparation for
the new reality

a policeman directs
by-passers
away from the
destruction site

and lives are
so
swiftly turned
around

my camera smile

my camera smile
is never far from my face
it lurks down my shirt
and surfaces to coat any of my
un-happy-ness
it is a
subterfuge
submarine sandwich filled with marinated lies
and topped with garlic glitter
it drips bitter
tears
that at all costs
must not be displayed
amongst the worldwide dissemination
of public images

I am limited