A Poem of Pain
Tonight I sit and listen to the rainThe world is on fireInside and outMy worldIs on…
Cut slice dice clinkThe bruises I suffer on my skinAre forever. They cross closeTo tell the tragic taleOf…
“No spring nor summer beauty hath such graceAs I have seen in one autumnal face”John Donne
The sun has setThe night has dawnedThe darkness takes overAnd there I am, unarmed
These be the lessons of DarknessTaught to you by the truthWhere the winds and rainsAnd the endless painsInstruct…
Each day I wish for light. I’d wish upon a star if I could. But there’s none to see.
The dayis done
I can only stand so much deaththat tearing out of the throat of the universehanding organs over…
~the ominous cloudsthe impotent thunder‘cumulonimbus’ thoughts~