A poem for pain.
A long time resident
Inside me.
An invisible chain
Held by a man
Drags me.
Down the chute
I swiftly fall
Crash like a plane.
I drown in my tears,
Merge with the ground
And clog the drain.
A salty pool,
I am floating within.
Send me a crane.
I have a lot to gain
Despite the pain,
Let me explain:
To monetize a brain
Accustomed to pain…
My own Coup de Main.
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