Stones

All day

I have been ground between

the two of you

as between two stones

or between a stone 

and a jet of water

mutable and ceaseless 

remind me 

that these technological hellscapes 

rise up from the frustrations 

of people 

trying to bang these

incompatible systems 

together

I just want a quiet hour

a few intervals 

of twenty minutes 

to descend 

into the deep well of me 

as into sleep

and to float there where it is silent

or the music is of my own

choosing.