to ache is an art.
an art that the human soul is deprived of.
an art that everyone;
from toddlers
to corporate motherfuckers
must appreciate.
maybe it requires abrasions,
gunshots
or mockery from
some cunt's mouth
but the glory
of the slow-burn realization
that we're fucked
is the wake-up call
that everyone must hear.
and we're stupid enough to understand
that aching
is like drowning
in experience.
and drowning
is preferable in deep wounds
than in the shallow waters
of a rushed healing.
and it's saddening
cause
as the youth's yearning
for the morphine that
'self-care' offers
the more we forget to ache.