There is a link between the Pleiades and Orion’s Belt

Just like the link between mermaids, streetlights and window frames.

Like the link between gardens and murder,

The smell of scrap books, alcohol and elephants.

The link between whiskey and wine,

Between wine and old growth forests

Between chocolate and visitors

Between cheese and moths,

Between lunch and cake

Between Dancing and Clouds

Shadows and tea

Spirals and triangles

Daisies and Roses

There is a link between the ongoing existential dread of church spires and stained-glass windows.

There is a link between ghosts and teaspoons

Between flyswatters and gravy

Between Climate change and war

Volcanoes and farmland

Boulders and moss

There is a link between rubber shoes and river banks

Between deep belly laughs and running late for work

Crystal green leaves and sunshine

Rabbits and hats

Landscapes and portraits

Counting pages and floating in lakes

Exposed toes and wintertime

Between Ink and blood.

There is a link between words and magic

Between plastic chairs and change

Between fire and lightning

Between youth and the ability to sit on the ground

Between wondering about others and stealing from yourself

Between love hearts and phalluses

Between kisses and misses

Between violence and supremacy

Between ignorance and bliss.

Between post cards and writing on walls

Between graffiti and bravery

Between art and anarchy

There is a link between sunlight and shadows

Between snowboarding and machismo

Between machismo and flags

Between right wing and tears

Between patriarchy and positivism

Between suffering and Darwin

Between missiles and the stratosphere.

The link between faery dust and goblin guts

Between giant trolls and evening strolls

There is a link between racism and Queen Elizabeth, the first.