Welded to reason by brittle metals
Your solder will smolder, then burn and break
People in love do not split, they splinter.

At the border with worn out credentials
Your misdated papers crumble and flake.
Welded to reason by brittle metals

Tears will soon rust your tale as its teller,
Though your voice holds strong it’s your hands that shake.
People in love do not split, they splinter

And this is a truth hope tries to throttle;
All shatter, all fall apart in heartache.
Welded to reason by brittle metals

You can’t see the flaw as one structural;
A fissure is there in the love we make.
People in love do not split, they splinter,

‘Til a trap-door comes down on the future.
No swift clean crack, then admit our mistake.
Welded to reason by brittle metals,
People in love do not split, they splinter.

Editors' note: A review of Andrew Barker's Snowblind from my Protective Colouring is available in this issue (issue #7) of Cha.