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Unfortunately, last night was another in a series. After struggling with the pain, I finally fell into a fitful asleep well past 2am.  Still, poetry insisted on making itself know…a series of three this time.

Sonic waves of pain
- so familiar
I barely snarl.
Mantra:
Breath shallow*relax the belly*pain almost gone
I have the trick; the secret
I inwardly whisper
Another rogue wave breaks
- the secret drowned
in pain.
*******
Dull Darkness
Icepick Sharp
Exquisite Focus
Hideous Constant
Silent Suffering
Secret Succubus
Energy drain
Life taker
Nothing else matters
Only now
To stop
*******
Inside I
claw & scratch
Willing it
to stop.
I’d do anything
to get away
from the twisting
whips of pain.
I think
this must be
why
men break under torture.

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