We're All Like Each Other

i have always been a bit dubious about the glories of privacy. Tis my belief that privacy gives us peter file's domestic abuse and bom actories in council flats. And i guess this poem is challenging all that. So, if we see each other, if only we could look through the walls, and not just the walls of the buildings, but maybe each other's walls. We're all following litargies that echo because they're we are like each other. That's a good thing to know. I'm moving on. Ok, the next one is through a glass darkly. By night we move li love in a galaxy of bedside lamps, acting out our