surely there are greater forms
of suffering 'round the globe,
the torture of those
far more innocent,
more blood and gore,
atrocities galore, mass murder,
genocide and homicide and
plaintive cries for mercy and relief
that fall on cruel and inhuman ears.
However, if we're talking terms
of simple pain
there in the heart where
every beat and pause can
seem to be the last until it
somehow starts again, the piercing
of such angry words from someone
you love more than life, wishing
(loudly) for your death or barring
that, your distance, even if you
know he doesn't mean it,
it is almost more than
can be borne.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2014
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