London Poem: Day 354

6 August

Collide and forget, a blind
Eye and rolling on in the
Fine sweeping understanding
Signaled by a shake, and a nod.
This is the way we get on by,
Becoming and ignoring without
Knowing why, counting on the
Expenses of others to satisfy
What is lacking in our own life,
It is ugly as the sun glows,
An explosion in the sky,
With the promise of a storm
In the air.

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