16 April 2012
[As promised, here are my feelings detailing the correlation between Rubix cubes and relationships]
Are we ever all that different You and I? Comfort found in Carter Cash And red wine boxes Drained Left shaken Folded flat And sheets Wriggling legs between that cool New empty space When one had left our bed Revelling; ecstatic
Rules that govern faith And sex Broken as to savour moments Weekends stolen Sickies Phone calls Lobotomies We cheat Ignore this time apart And start afresh Informed Afraid Relaxed Held still
I look at you A Rubix cube Then stoop to pick Unstick each colour From their squares Finding where The primes Become A whole
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Rubix • Opuss № I