Pain

The sky shattered around me falling to the ground like shards of glass

I wept that morning

Dreams of vanquished scoundrels now forgotten

The lump in my throat genuine

Musings, hallucinations, dribbles of the mind and the endless pain of mortality

Never to recover from my own birth

How horrible to be here facing eternity

As the eggs boil and bask and break and bother 

The gumshoe squealed to the cops despite his silence Having been handsomely paid for

And what do you do when there’s nothing but poetry and your own falling heart diving into the ocean

Never to recover

Always to be a lover

Seems simple

But the pain says no

Pain

Pain is always the theme

So much of it (pain) coursing through me and exiting with every exhalation and returning with every inhalation 

To not breath might be the cure

Pure

Purity

Surety

There is none

Nor fun

Just a life in the shadows of pain

All I can do in response is to create

Never too late

And so I cannot cry

The simplicity of it all

All of it together here and forever and now and then and again and soon

How I strive

Stay alive

Crying in the darkness

Never more sure than when uncertain

Curtain

Not to be continued