a pang woke me from deep slumber
so suddenly
and the morning sky was grey
and that night when the sky turned dark blue
an aeroplane soared overhead
just me, alone, in wet dandelion fields
I look out at the lake, and I see
realpolitik
lies in your eyes
flickering blueness
another virus, another war
seemingly unscathed but bereaved
our pain is art
numb under dark Heavens
saturnine eyes of a loveless affair transpire
molten flesh decays in war
superfluous skin sheds dark cataclysms
unholy bodies dancing
unholy minds unwinding
realpolitik
lies in your eyes
flickering blueness
another virus, another war
seemingly unscathed but bereaved
our pain is art.