SN (13th October 1980 / lagos, nigeria)

Mores

Silent noise
Wise foolery
Happy grief
Long brevity
All is in you

You grate your teeth at me
And there is that agitation
In your soul
You feel I am hurt by it all
And hence your sick joy
It is brief, but you stretch its keep.

Late haste
Spoilt remedy
Failed victory
Heavenly hell
Allis in you.

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Thanks, Samuel. Now I'll re-read it several times!