Poetry #42: another bump

[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #42. The publish date is approximate.]

eyes blind to the sun
i feel my faithless soul
pour forth from fingertips

if not the need to feel
flight from pain would be king
seven elements of strife i dare not define
a worthy partner may bring three
more lends to reconsider
crown of pain that blinds
unfeeling sympathy turned inward
familiar numbness quicker to take
drag back the solitude as it slithers away
reconstruct the shell few could break
her forgiven, myself reduced to shame
and with the passing wind
another bump in life, forgotten but felt

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