I’ll write
and write and write
this pain
until it wears me out
until it bores me
until the screaming injustice
is old news
and I am a new day
until I have done away
with the fear
of facing up to my failure
and I am fearless because
I’ve lived that shit
to the final humiliating drop
of its putrid essence
and the whole world
knows about it and me
and it’s fine,
it’s fine
we all fall sometimes
The Broken Record
2 responses to “The Broken Record”
-
Sometimes that one lone word is all the description necessary that reveals the needful message. Well done, Iris!
-
Beautiful.
Rampant & Golden 
Leave a comment