Cold War (A Poem)
Are you listening to me!?
Are you tired or are you mad?
Why didn’t you sleep well?
I couldn’t tell
Where were you this morning?
We’re constantly out of sync
You have stopped moving
I don’t know what to think
Did you like my gifts?
My pictures, my letters?
Silence is golden
But words feel better
I took this photo in Qi Bao, Shanghai. I’m not sure if the couple were actually having a fight but that’s the interpretation I’m going to stick with and hence this poem.
The Standard Model 