Whenever pain is hungry,
waiting is on the menu.
Pain drags minutes out
from holes and rivers
and trees, readying its fires
for a sweet and spicy feast.
Time goes down easy for hurt.
Patience satiates pain
for a second, before
it eats some more.
In and out of contexts
Whenever pain is hungry,
waiting is on the menu.
Pain drags minutes out
from holes and rivers
and trees, readying its fires
for a sweet and spicy feast.
Time goes down easy for hurt.
Patience satiates pain
for a second, before
it eats some more.