abandoned like a beaten dog
I try to find refuge in mother’s embrace
Pushed out like birth, but opposite
Years of rebirthing
Get excruciating, more than first year
Body as worn and split / a tree split by an earthquake
I find the attachment to be like radiation
The half-life adjusted for selfishness
It may take an eternity to decrease one half its initial value
The glow of it all so pleasing
But tears you apart to get near it.
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Comments (3)
What Randy said. Yeah. When do we learn, if ever.
I find the attachment to be like radiation The half-life adjusted for selfishness I loved these lines so much! They were so deep! Such a poignant poem!
Ah, the exquisite pain of longing for the comfort that would destroy you.