Wednesday, October 19, 2011

My Grief

Perhaps the wound is not a metaphor?

The wound is forever.

It is alive.

It grows and shrinks.

Sometimes others can see it.

Mostly I keep it hidden.

It comforts me.

I can keep it forever

The wound is not infected..

It hurts less today than when ...

It will never go away.

I want it.

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