Understand
what hurts
are small changes.
Ordinary things that drift
briefly away
from what is
normal.
Such as
When Kissing Gouramis swim up your veins, whinnying like run-away horses,
and spitting out blood
the color of
grey dawn.
Now
Think only about snow and wind.
And
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Relive
the times you were held high on your father’s shoulders.
Recall
being able to see the tops
of your old relative’s heads
as they moved through the
buffet line
So
What you need
to block out pain
are just two things:
Someone
who cares.
And the ability to see life
as constant motion.
