O Pain, O Pain


Pain is a random stranger you haven’t met yet.
You think you know it.
You have seen the edges
And the depth of it.
The slithering aches you have experienced
Makes you think you have fathomed
The entire fold.
The complete world.
Yet, again, it strikes.
It surprises.
It pierces.
Unfold the untold.
Like a random stranger,
Like the one you haven’t met yet,
It startles.
O pain, o pain,
Would you cease to stun?
Would you stop to ambush?
Would you care to forlorn
Our consciousness alone?


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