RAINE REFLECTIONS

Together


He sat in the living room
The television was on
It had been there,
Chattering away
Flickering light and shadow;
A storm!
Blinding light and sound
Watch me!
Worship me!
Need me!
Begging for idle divinity
The man sat

Quietly in the corner
Smoking of potential
Oblivious to the squall
Of flat worlds
Transcendent
And distant
His wife sat in another room
They were both
In the same place
And in no place,
Together

© Christopher Raine

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