Indifference is a sweet release
from true love's tight clenched fist
kiss touch so light it melts away
like ice in the rain

I look for you and I see myself
hunting down words in dreams
I see myself and criticize
better stop before you start

'for he who would a picture see
should at some distance be
for all the faults that we perceive anear
will at a distance disappear' *

You look for me but you only seem to see
theories that you patronise
so noisily you intellectualise
when silence holds the key

K J Worth 1998


* Ptolemy