Image: William Blake’s The Lord Answering Job out of the Whirlwind
Between Us Is a Whirlwind
What I owe you I must pay.
The love that tried its young shoots
Between our concrete hearts
Will try again in a distant life
Far from the rough clods we used to be.
Between us is a whirlwind —
We have no fairies to blame.
We feed our fires with our own fantasies.
I have seen the lighted match in your eyes.
You have seen my hand tremble on the doorknob.
We have spoken of the storm that topples empires.
Nobody claims losses such as ours
As we walk away from the heart of our heat.
Between us is a whirlwind —
The gyres are wont to play love our graves.
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