There is still so much barbed wire surrounding the air between us,

gnarled and sharpened, it is only seen

when observed up close, through the flawed magnifying qualities

that a camera can capture on full zoom, or perhaps laid across

a piece of clear glass and seen through one eye, half closed, straining to scrutinise

the differences in opinion that has ensnared us, dangerously

and without feeling any empathy.

The barbed wire, svelt snake like, worm thin, scorpion sting,

is laid across mile upon mile of the territory marking out no man’s,