Hurt

 

Hurt

 

Hurt expresses itself in anger & sadness defiance & paralysis it’s much easier for people uninvolved to be articulate hurt has a block as well as a flow it’s a wound that weeps & bruises as much as it spurts eggspurts come along & speak as if it’s about them & grand narratives of right & wrong not for poet hurt he punches or reaches out for a hug it preoccupies the mind & no sooner has one moved on someone else with their angle digs it up again

I saw it at school where an unsettled kid would come into my class & after they’d finally got calm someone from leadership would pull them out of class to discipline them for some long past deed over & over again

time moves fast once things are over they’re over stop rehashing the other one which happens is when you’re suckered coz the conversation which you took at face value of friendship is in fact a ‘meeting’ to discuss you & your flaws an ambush of sorts & you realise the person hasn’t been listening to you but rather assessing you as if they’re God personally I find this new bureaucratic class unbearable in my books if someone’s a cunt give em a bitch slap & move on all the talk in the world is cheap when one’s a cunt & in fact such people generally ace ‘meetings’

 

 

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