Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

Pain

I don’t like to focus on pain,
wanting to remain positive--
believing “rising tides lift, etc….”
but sometimes pain
will not listen to the host, 
receptors closed
to meditation
and prayer;

an open question to me
as to whether we propagate
unconsciously, or flagrant defile
by independent demons--
though I think
even the latter, somehow
do not rule over
the gods of our own
being;

the worse pains
those we seem to only
track,
not a crumb leading 
to their source
a witch at the door
not even sweets
before the oven--

And when 
incantations fail,
cannot separate body
from soul,
rejecting ferments 
for the suicide
of pharmacology
somehow makes
guiltless gold
the letters on
our stones….

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James Horn February 28, 2019 at 2:55 PM Sticking needle in my finger to administer numbness was the most painful of all. Just discovered that two sixes in dominos totals 12 like 12 Tribes of Israel and 12 members of Jesus's apostles. Joseph P. DiMino March 1, 2019 at 11:17 AM Thank you stopping by Jim; and taking precious time to comment. Have a great Day!