2. Fury

That afternoon spent in bed

All chemicals and laughter and sadness

We know it never lasts

Impermanence is a regular

In the booze-cruise of a young life

But I had all these phrases in my head

Cut apart by not knowing if we’re alive, or dead

Or merely drifting, apart

I wanted to tell you that you were beautiful

As incomparable as a fury of sky

That swept me from my feet, again

Of course, this I could never express

Words are difficult – it’s simpler to think

And never tell you

Never truly tell you, any of you

You faceted gleam of gold and moonshine

That twists and turns, and never eats

You always undervalue yourself;

A rough diamond, yes,

But a sudden diamond nonetheless