An Absolute

You’re not always right cos there is no right
Oh the absolute is an illusion
A made-up, safe resolution
I’m not always right cos there is no right
& I can’t fake the sympathy
That this melancholy demands of me
Your diamond acts as a prism & I’m blinded by it
You are an anachronism & I’m humbled by it all
So please go easy on me, I bear naught but adoration
Your gracefulness is beyond me
& nothing’s worth complication
Our dials fall in alignment & ease the breathing
The bases heed to the climate & bleed the xylem dry
I’m not always right cos there is no right
I’m not always right
You’re not always right