forever eye

i cannot tell what it is
it dont move
hardly nary
a bit

it bites though in a  pincher kind of way
summer sand flees
practical as them

emotive, broke, tore
into me
a coming

a coming.
a motion without store like a dog after he bites you
coming into me again and again

taking away breath  turns the worse into even worser

pain or something like it steals the breath makes for
 
suicidal bastardly night sweats: fear that depression

becomes unbearable the kind only God can endure

the origin of origins of pain seen briefly from the

suffering forever eye

 

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[Emily B]

if he could describe it all, he would be an artist
if he were an artist, there would be deeper wounds
which he could not describe
--edgar lee masters