it's not the difference
Posted to Action Poetry
by zen_ on 2004-02-21 22:05:00
which I celebrate.
It's the hurt and
pain,
that I care not for.
It to me is sad
not you
or me
for the blame
that it has to be this way
Here it is,
that all my love, and heart
is willing to give
and it's not what you want.
I hate this shit because
it hurts.
can we just look at each other
again,
and see a human
a person,
a wonderful love,
rather than the river
miasma
of bruised ego,
and pain of
unresolve?
