my past returns
up in my future
like hot juice
down my throat
it burns

this becomes something else
tainted and wrong
desperate attempts
at rising above
at feeling less defiled

sullied and broken
once again
first time, shame on him
second time, shame on me
a third time won’t happen

7 thoughts on “Wounded

    1. ❀ ❀ ❀ That means a lot to me, Walt! Thank you for your kind words! I hope you know that I regard your work as equally heartfelt, and consider myself lucky to have you as a friend as well. πŸ™‚

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