Wednesday, March 10, 2010

short poems #7

because my
PT and MT and
acu
punturist all
had the same CD,
“Pure Moods,” and
I went to every
appointment
every week
for every month
of a whole
damn year,
those 17 tracks are
the sounds of pain-
not moaning,
not sobbing,
not screaming,
but those calming sounds that
would put anyone else
to sleep

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