words, blood and stars…like some kind of addiction to pain

writing has 
shown me 
the cold, hard ground
lying  on the outside
kept from the center core
where loss
upon loss
and more loss
flows
I clutch pain
as if it’s a superpower
and swallow words 
like designer drugs
like some kind of 
pain causing addiction 
and i only ever
remember the high…
when i awake
bruised and broken
fist full of blood
hole in my chest
looking up from the concrete 
into a midnighted
starlit sky

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