Sunday, March 10, 2013

Addicted to Pain

Pain, like a barbed wire fence,
keeps me focused within.
The sharp jabs from the wire barbs
force me to a safer place of make-believe
meditating beyond the here and now
outside the body to an imaginary space
where all attachments on the physical
are cut free and I float above the earth
like ethers in the wind
sailing through the sky 

like a dandelion seed
blowing across the land
until I settle back into my living remains
to be reminded once again
that I dwell in a worn-out vessel
unable to function in real time
refusing relief yet seeking repentance
through transcendent dreams to take me
high above the clouds until I am finally
released and set free. 

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