Calm and Pained

Aversion as it waits 
Holds the breath that might 
Have allayed fright

Can language help a life go round
When a circle 
Is breathing's end

Interconnection defies nigh elitism
And the sound harrier
Whose hawkers sell time to space

Eye is not the point
Where this self collapses
It's the shelf on the dismissive edge

Sole window to corn and reality
Whose harvest will sledge 
From ice to steam

Personification releases Anthropocenes
From responsibility and membership
As does the love of comfort