The Bitterest greetings between us,
And conjuring acts confirming the facts
Of fleeting reactions once passed;
Transferring from me and occurring to
You and percipient only because of
Awareness once shared and even.
Bowed onto knees onto crossed limbs
To seat before all recognition has warded
Our rational champions to arms;
For silence’s cause and the balance of peace,
And the need to be left well alone until
Ease can attend to our proceeds once more,
And speech replace what it consumes.