Monday, February 11, 2013


it’s not the pain
i am entitled to.

it’s the pain
i feel unworthy

of. the pain i don’t
deserve to claim

as my own. the pain
that echoes

down through
generations. a pain

that was never mine
alone. the pain

that is stronger than any
i’ve ever known. it’s the pain

of thirst, for love, that is
empty like life is,
and heavy, and hurt-
ful as a smooth river
stone, thrown by some
dull david whose goliath
looms with projected
menace, intentions unknown.

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