there are ounces of pain
among my nerves, chased around my

muscles,
that i wish to erase.

they swell and deflate
swell again like an ocean

i am an island among it
waiting to sink

but honesty is in my blood
and i do not rest with ease nor

knowledge that i mend
this landscape

i bring upon more pain
and added agony

my truth which i cannot
ignore, ignites me instead.

the truth that the
body collects.