Thursday, September 04, 2014


Pain my great teacher
Today I beseech her
To shorten the lesson
Forgive my transgression
But I’ve had my fill for a while
So much I am learning
But the fire keeps on burning
And singes my heart in great style
Let this be my plea, then:
I’d love a reprieve from
The emotional pain I’m enduring
Although I am grateful
To sit at her table
There’s too much hard shit that’s been stirring
My insides are raw;
Like a camel’s last straw
I fear that I soon may collapse
So with her permission
I’ll take that remission
Before something inside of me snaps.

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