Indifference is a sweet release
from true love's tight clenched fist
kiss touch so light it melts away
like ice in the rain
I look for you and I see myself
hunting down words in dreams
I see myself and criticize
better stop before you start
"for he who would a picture see
should at some distance be
for all the faults that we perceive anear
will at a distance disappear" *
You look for me but you only seem to see
the theories you patronise
so noisily you intellectualise
but silence holds the key
* Ptolemy
by Karen J Worth 1998