after

no one told me it would hurt this

good

bad

cannot imagine

that pain

dabbed precisely 'round the earlobes

smells

bitter sweet..

(ever) lasting

sweet thick like molasses

(soon turning stomachs)


nothing else/ doesn't matter..

the smell

like U

remains...

as does the pain..

it's not good

or bad...

just is...

and i pray

u caught a glimpse

of yearn,

wane

and apologies

from my eyes..

caught a whiff

of U/ME/US

in the air

AS

i continue to dab slightly

the haunting familiar

behind my...

kdtaylor, 2009