some aches can be seen
others eat up the insides
just the shell remains
~~~
let me feast on joy
as pain slinks ‘neath the table
awaiting its turn
~~~
bruised purplish-black
amidst bright yellows and pinks
warp and weft of life
~~~
some aches can be seen
others eat up the insides
just the shell remains
~~~
let me feast on joy
as pain slinks ‘neath the table
awaiting its turn
~~~
bruised purplish-black
amidst bright yellows and pinks
warp and weft of life
~~~