Study in Sorrow, Part 1
- Eden Preston
- Jan 23, 2020
- 1 min read
My hungry pain
Is my disciple
When I preach all my cures
And
My hungry brain
Exploits memories
That my distorted soul obscures
And nothing dreams
When lady truth
And Lord reality divorce.
And
nothing seems
To disturb my body
With sufficient force.
Who can teach me
When it is prudent
To excavate the past?
And
Who can reach me
After it buries me
In my fears At last.
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