Cold Moments

a fair amount 
of thinking
is only fair

let us compare moments
people are not apples
people are not oranges
not even occasionally

one measure of affection
is a pleasant side effect
another is to smash 
the world that hurts you

these marbles bust my teeth
and foul my varlet charms
but you are no item 
and i am not pirate nor plate

no still life 
with fruit
is isn't fair

in imperfect worlds
we're obliged to cast
our trembling hearts
in concrete terms 

from where we stand
on tossing ships
with blood stones 
in sinking chests

cold moments
cold and contained 
in all it was 

some gist