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
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
Maybe it’s just my imagination about this poem. Anyhow I really struggled with writing today lots of distracting pain
26 thoughts on “Coexist”
Whew! We become our animal selves in wounding and then healing scars with attention. “the ecstasy of war” is not for less committed lovers, nor less generous noror less hungry. To pursue survival of the fittest would create such loneliness that it would swallow us.
Susan you leave such poetic comments I love it!
Very powerful, there is a sheer immediacy to this I really like!! 🙂
Thanks Helen =)
This is incredible but I hope you are feeling okay
Thanks Anja =) I actually had a night terror last night haven’t had one of those since I can’t remember when several years at least. I had Sam adjust my back yesterday and I did feel better but I guess all the thrashing and seizing knocked it right back out. Not yesterday but the day before I had a really great day though productive less seizures no headache woot! I love those days and that usually lifts my mood for some time
*hugs* My son use to have night terrors, they do seem horrific. I am wishing you to have more good days!
I can count on one hand how many I’ve had so they are rare and I’d say nightmare wise I am pretty average. So it was very strange. Obviously I can’t remember what it was about specifically (I just have one clue) but I scared Sam screaming and seizing all night geez I wouldn’t have wanted to sleep next to me last night! I am glad I didn’t wake Isadora.
a sense of foreboding with this, distracting pain is how this evolved? I envy how you can write this way- I don’t envy your pain and I hope you are feeling better. Hugs x
Thanks Jenny =) I seem to be throwing my back when I seize at night
not good sweet – take care of yourself x
Will do =)
My like up there is for the poem, because I loved it and the words as usual did not fail to engrave themselves upon me.
I do hope you feel better soon and fast!
Thanks so much on all accounts =)
whew…the last stanza again for me…the ectasy of war….and the generosity being a consequence of love in the same stanza…ha…two zingers…and nice…
Wow thanks Brian!!
Thank you very much =)
very powerful writing, amazing
Thank you Vandana =)
Quite a Freudian feel to this one Yves.
haha you noticed that too that is what I meant by it must be my imagination
My first thought, Hmm, oral sex. Good one though. 🙂
While I wasn’t writing about that I totally noticed it on the read through
This is DEEP, you did amazing despite your pain! I felt it to my bones.
Thank you very much =)