we say but caro we can’t
fail to understand nor stop
what we’re doing pre-disaster
when it’s disaster we’re after
isn’t love a disaster
isn’t love the disaster
I don’t blame our minor
personal romance which is
tragic in a lyrical sort of way
or lyrical in a tragic sort of
I mean its more universally
applied dimensions in respect
of caring for actual things
simple non-attached affection
for this living world.
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