first, a necessary wound
pain's intimate clarity
finds its mark
hurts
like hell
no where to hide
imagine instead
rushing & crunching
through pile after pile of fallen leaves
soft amber swirling
floating...
then, one long, soaring moment
pours strange benevolence into a necessary scar
imagine its sweet resilience
cradling every treachery
released into soft amber
swirling
floating...
I think I like Dilaudid the best for hiding before take off to the floating release.
ReplyDeletedark, haunted, hunted
ReplyDeleteI've read this a number of times now trying to put my (cyber) finger on what it is - I keep coming back to escaping the hunt. I like the way it dashes from under the leaves to fly away.
ReplyDeleteWM-- can't argue with that logic...there 's something about that smoothing feeling.... when pain is the issue, i think that "bearing it" as a mark of honour is just not all that honourable.
ReplyDeletePisces-- i love those words.... exactly what i was hoping to convey. escaping the hunt is also quite appropro... how'd ya know??
"pours strange benevolence into a necessary scar" i wrote on a similar topic today but my whole thought was summed up better by this one line of yours and i fear i wasted a whole blog page
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