Often I have sat after a tiff or little spat
and self-consciously,
quite selfishly shared my
wounds with no one.
To arise with no tears in my eyes,
but another scorch mark on an
already burnt heart is a
result of a sort.

To be caught in the open with
no shelter
to be sought out as you go into
another helter-skelter is
not the best way to
see through the day.

If I sit a bit I fit into
the overallness of the long view
and that'll do nicely
Mr American Express.