Internal Strings
The two are slow and inelegant.
But the orchestra retains its complex symphony
angry string section
violins of summer heat.
Frenetically mating in the season of apartness
four or six or more
freedom of so many steps.
Two are constrained
can barely become four.
Not a simple merger of feeling and taking;
driven to connect those bringing more
seek so much less.
Perfunctory; easily satisfied
not yearning for understanding
grasping only for feeling
And still we must have meaning.
We must be seen and understood
not just answering a mindless drive -
lesser need uncoupled with emotion.
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