A restless hush pervades the quiet shore, Though waves repeat what they have said before. No peace arrives to fill the aching frame, Each sunset looks the same, a muted flame. The night drips dry upon a thirsty tongue, While sleepless hours claw where thoughts are hung. Old songs return and circle, tight and thin, Their looping lines grown sharp beneath the skin. The hours stretch, u...

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I’d take a knife and cut it out

like some deep-down infected gout

if only it were there under my skin.

 

I’d prick a vein and let it bleed,

free flowing, nothing to impede

if I thought it were streaming deep within.

 

I’d amputate it bit by bit

til there was nothing left of it,

then throw it piece by piece into the grind.

 

I’d heat a rod to glowing red,

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