choosing pain
Is the dance between pain and numb?
Is there no other way? Writing that
allowing that
hurting is better, less bad
than just … not.
Full stop.
Struggling to believe that
blurring the edge of unbearing
hypocrisy here every evening
howl blunting
with just one glass of wine
I'd hand you the knife
feeling that edge is important
focussed on a moment of choice
and reification
and trust in just being
through shattered promise or
sufficient reality, external
pain to balance
the dull ache
the stabbing agony
31st March 2017, from a comment to Alice Smith, restructured, rewritten into a poem 12th July 2017