Kurer, S (2011) Hurt, volume 11 London: Winnington Press
The other volumes of this epic
Are not published where you can read them
But they are engraved on my veins
Chiseled on the back of my eye lids
Stamped on my synapses
Each inch of me bellows
Each follicle, each cell, each lobe
Knows the stories and the anger
But this volume is shared amongst us
This ode to pain allocated mutually
A contract from me
To you
Through
Which
I
Divide this life
And
In time
Own
The hurt, the anecdotal displays of each moment as if it’s a comedic masterpiece, the repercussions, and the ways to change the future
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