Coexist

4291869372_0fe05617e1_o1Art By: Patrick Tang

I lick the underside of your rage

Those wounds which are still

Soluble in saliva, those wounds

Which still scar the breath

If only I could circumvent

All retaliatory pain

But your circumcised nerves

Provide no protection

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We are always ready to resume

The ecstasy of war, it is our intent

To coexist despite exposure

Generosity is a consequence of love

And I am willing despite hunger

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Maybe it’s just my imagination about this poem. Anyhow I really struggled with writing today lots of distracting pain