angst cycle (iii)
[T] (v)

she made almighty mistakes
poisoned me in the process
i don’t think deliberation
just the way things went

you know
the silly think

i don’t fancy her
never have
the attraction
the emotion
is not lust
it’s taste

FFS

touble is
so many people
have nothing to say
to me
and say it
so often

probably goes
both ways

i need common ground
exitings
common ground

i need a place
where chasing
is not wrong
to me
which rules out the office

many
the office

all
the office

odd
it’s the common place

but what i need
is not
what i find
professionally

i’m split
like scissors

the left is work
invisible elegance of code
the right is art
visible elements of camoflage
sky on jet fighter
streaming the air
art
the ‘A’ rush
art

code code glorious code
the invisible art
the ‘A’ rush
life

okay okay
it’s to have
something to build together
beyond the sheets

i’m fussy
i guess

of course
there are women around
who like that

few though
wear the star of january
primtemps

the sky