Jacob’s Ladder
A talent for disaster’s all it takes to gather damage fore and aft of center. I suffer with the best. My broken heart is permanent. With each new wound I crow, “I hurt, therefore I am”… not quite Descartes, but accurate enough as slogans go. I’m older now and wear my scars with pride, they represent a mortal Jacob’s ladder . No Angel, I ascend eyes open wide, and choose to be the wiser not the sadder. The sum of all those scars stands, strong, before you. So, “shrink” me if you must, I’ll just ignore you. ~2003 Dean Neighbors~ |
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