Pain
Pain greeted me bombastically and abruptly; with no hint of subtlety or remorse…
There were no mutinous whispers in the quivering candlelight; nor debatable discourse…
It conquered me immediately… Disgraced, I was forced to kneel…
And with a pretentious grin, pieces of my soul it began to steal…
Its dreadful face is the last thing I see at night; and the first when I awake…
Its devotion is almost reassuring, but its motives still opaque…
I escaped down to the drugstore last Monday night…
I asked for some elixir, but all the drugs were locked up tight…
So I sat down on the sidewalk; defeated back against the wall…
My pain sat down beside me and offered up some alcohol…
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