hard to explain feeling pained every day
racked and ashamed by my choices, each made
when the full light of day gets pushed back for the shade
still, there’s no rain on my one-man parade
Tag: pain
poem: on windy days it’s raining pain
on windy days it’s raining pain
broken glass from flat champagne
eggs as mortars, broken eggs
eye are peeled
but still no Legs
poem: feelings, each linked to a failure,
feelings, each linked to a failure,
laid out in sequence,
are best for comparing
our pains: mine sharp and short,
while yours has been long buried, deep
poem: totally correct on every
totally correct on every
one of these mistakes
although it’s all collapsed
around my feet
if I really cared about the pains I’ve had to take
then I guess I should have changed things up before
poem: painless, insensate; absolution
painless, insensate; absolution
all around you
with the effort of our days
revoke soaking: impress the pen
clacking of keys as soothing brook
as cooing babe
as day after day
