blue hued world
an apology
for crude extraction
you're in the
dentist chair today
we will soothe
and re-assure
then explore
every fissure
there will be
nothing left
and when we've done
you will feel clean
with that zing
in a mouth
gone black with grief
fish on a hook
they say feel
no pain
we will
do it
again and again
hurting
is something
you will
have to learn
as you turn and turn
A very compelling essay on the human experience, with pain being the featured artist of this segment. Enjoyable. I look forward to exploring more of your work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hurting is something you will have to learn as you turn and turn meditating on hurting. a fine poem. tony