The difficult case of true lovers
"Our only problem, as I see it,
is that we don't ever seem to get the chance to talk out properly.
There is so much I want to tell you,
there are infinities of question marks,
our friendship contains elements that need clarification,
the abstractness needs some definition,
I am too much kept away from you by work and obligations,
and our intercourse is always interrupted by some mad disturbance
importuning like we never importune each other.
That is our dilemma. We can't reach each other
in this alien world of a deranged society
of alienated and environmentally disturbed and brainwashed people
where we seem to be the only sane and normal ones,
since we can see the blindness of the others.
Fortunately we at least stand in some contact with each other,
or we would be left alone in isolation with the mess of all humanity."
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2006-10-17 at 10:07
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