The Infrequency of Emotion
Emotion infrequent disappears to a heap of bones.
The bodiless become intimate,
separated by their infrequency
and lack of affection.
Nothing is in proportion.
Their association leaves implication undetectable.
Dream this art of Shakespeare,
grasp the emotionality of consequence.
Wrong is the face of illogical discrimination,
A hundred considerations putting more emphasis
on the possessed to express the grave truth.
Eyes know anything they imagine.
The blind see better than most.
Together this deadened world
furnishes a puzzle,
colored with soul.
Built into an architecture of virtue,
the coarsest of formal meaning.
Failure to appreciate the truth is habitual.
poem by Dylan Shears
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