Pain is a swift runner
It’s a race you can’t win
Feel it..feel it.........feeeel it
It’s not the signal of your failure - your defeat
It’s the signal of your survival - your sizzle
Sizzling in your veins..thick, red waves
Sizzling in your lungs..soft, delicate billows
Sizzling in your eyes..wet, salty raindrops
Sizzz..zzzz...zzling in your eardrums
the rustling leaves of your autumn mind
pulsing in your deepest caverns..
flooding your driest deserts..
vibrating your thunder clouds..
earthly, quivering, flushed, reckless, painful
“Static” -//- (version.001, January 30, 2019)
(Poems are routinely updated and each version is cataloged. Keep coming back to watch how the new versions grow over time.)