Joseph Healy Poet Free verse

You can cry now

Now you can cry Reacher,
Joe instructs Jack.
And he does,
In the Parisian cab.

I see his tear
It rolls from his right eye,
Down his cheek,
Single and 
Solitary and 
Stinging.

I
You see,
Know 
How that tear feels...

It's warm and wet and stings 

It
Stings your cheek
Like my own tear,
Tears, now 

Firstly on my left,
Then another 
On my right,

My God,
His tear stings,

I can tell,

It stings his
Very soul,

And I know.

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