Reassuring pain

Sometimes pain is hateful. Sharp, like a needle or a peice of ice. 

Fire in your leg

Knots in your arm 

Knives in your back

Sometimes it’s reassuring though

An old friend who has 

Come to visit

You don’t like her 

You don’t hate her

She brings some sweets and a bottle of wine

They aren’t the kind you like

But then she’s and old friend

You have known her for so long

You’re not really sure how you met

At a party or at the vets?

She has one of those cats

black as the ace of clubs

Down the early morning due

Hits your grass outside 

You remember she stayed the night on your couch

You both got rascally drunk and ate to much 

She’s sleeping their in short denim shorts 

A top that reveals more cleavage than it hides

Black odd squiggly tattoos 

A necklace that’s full of black beads

Cheep but also pretty 

Her dark black hair drapes down

Those bloody big earnings with the triangles

You know she will wake soon 

Maybe you will still be friends and you make her breakfast 

Or she’ll just get up and go to work 

She’s reassuring though 

Right now

She helped reminds you

Your alive still

Somehow 

It’s always going to be like this

But in a way

You don’t mind 

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