Unhindered moon,
Numbness registered the shock.
Why do we think adding means increase?
To me it means dilution.
Our assumptions we think truest
Warp tight-stuck like doors,
More a style our lives bring with them,
Habit for a while. Then suddenly
They harden into all we've got.
They harden into all we've got.
—condensed from Larkin's "Dockery and Son"
