Although my feelings for you are no secret;
I step outside to smoke a cigarette.
The world around and above me
Is reeling with love,
Or reeling with life –
And perhaps love and life are the same,
Mutual metaphors,
Attempted explanations
For the state we find ourselves in.
This is our state:
Let us declare ourselves citizens;
Wherever our nation shall go
We will embrace it, and suddenly grow.
4 December 2007
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