Saturday, July 16, 2016

Loving someone.

Saturday, July 16, 2016
I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers on bikes
From schools and cars with autumn leaves
Fallen sparse across the mid-afternoon
She blazed about how 'cultural language is an operating system,
a simple interface
rendered feeble and listless when tested with
Divinity or a true understanding of the human condition
I never did understand
The duality of art and reality
Living life and treating it as such
There's a certain disconnect to touch
that cajoles at the artist with comfort and abandon
Between the spires and the
rolling roofs of the white city
that orange English light
cast only one, singular shadow
For you are not beside but within me.
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