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O, Pain

09 Sep

What do I do with thee?
I can
hate
curse
revile
despise
castigate
denigrate
condemn
contemn
and generally,
thoroughly,
scorn thee, O Pain.

But then what would I be?

Little more than a limpid,
pissed off puddle.

Such waste of space,
that.

So how about
I welcome you,
I, your reluctant,
often resentful,
inhospitable
host,
and kiss your brow
as the brow of
Christ,
my Christ come to
teach me
your
thorny,
bloody,
life-instilling
lessons.

courtesy of Anna Shukeylo annashukeylo.com

“First Embrace” courtesy of Anna Shukeylo annashukeylo.com

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