I cannot think of
another word for
pain
so it repeats
day in
and day out
like a heart beat
pain pain
pain pain
pain pain
So I think of
another word instead
sorrow
and it repeats
like the a
leaky faucet
sorrow
sorrow
sorrow
So I do not think
of words
So I just sit
with the beat
of my heart of pain
with thoughts
coming like a leaky faucet
of sorrow
and I roll
from side to side
in a squeeky
waterbed
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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