frustration and fatigue, the banality of everyday life
senselessly juxtaposed against injustice, train wrecks and massacres.
uncontrollable bursts of tears at spurts through the day
unable or unwilling to articulate the complexities and messiness.
dressed in washed out, neutral, old man cardigans
their simple arrangements and familiar harmonies soothe
so far removed from what just happened
but uncannily prescient
in sincere, if stilted, English
they gently ask for an explanation – b.