So tonight,
I’ll feel your
pain
resonate w/ mine
from 4gotten
days
when I too really needed
2 jump off.
But couldn’t, while you just did.
And
I do
feel our pain
now you’re
far
far
far
from this mortally tight coil,
coiled
in
round
& down
our throats:
this only life,
not quite made
for the full hearted –
those
like you
who cannot cease 2
feel its
pain
bleeding through smatterings of
joy
laced w/ pain and even more
pain.
Must I
still then
feel this pain,
wrenching pain,
tonight,
w/ you receded
w/ much regret
w/ no recourse
to
say:
“everything’s gonna be alright,”
even when
love
of
life
just won’t do
for
you.