I want to comfort the world

I want to comfort the world,  but the world does not accept me.  It does not want the gentle warnings of a mother,  who can then comfort you...

Thursday, June 6, 2024

She Can't Bare it

She can't bear it.

She just bears it.

The cross is in the

form of this job,

every job that she can't bear,

the form of this conversation.

She has to muster through that,

she can't bear it;

the form of this person

every person who

she can't look in the eyes & recognize

anymore; this face;

those faces that used

to be so recognizable

are all strangers now,

that's the most

likely from her cross,

the cross she bears

comes in.

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