A Loose Interpretation of Ones Undoing
Ouch. I wish my brow hurt.
Instead, only tortured kidneys, bruised and battered.
Pain filled self-destruction.
The mind is online, the realization on a path.
Yet the body falters (has been faltering).
Pain filled self-destruction.
Ouch. I wish my brow hurt.
A tender throat inflicts,
A winded lung decrees,
The other, silent with worry.
05/1999
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