Price

What price for the
Razor wire, the balm,
The eye-wells of love?
The coming together,
The walking away.
Island hearts joined, sundered
By tides swayed by crazed moons.
How big the hand
To cup that coinage?
No counting the sand grains
On that beach.
World time could not tick so long.
Cats in a bag, kittens in the sun.
Children casting long shadows
Into futurity.
A scatter of straws
Telling enigmatic ideograms.
Hung headed and splay-legged
like an old horse.
Standing,
Mazed.
What price for a love life?

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