you have made a lover of your pain,
hugging it close: a drowning man
clinging to a stone.

you pet and feed it; it bites your hand.
you hug it closer; its teeth find bone.
you don’t complain.

you claim to live your life alone,
but Fear is your wife — dull and plain:
you’re a married man.

— GPL Aug 2005 D. A. Clarke

Retired; ex-software engineer. Paleo-feminist. Sailor. Arduino tinkerer. Enviro. Libertarian Socialist (Anarcho-Syndicalist, kinda). Writer. Altermondialiste.

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