First Gong Vol. 8: Thrust FIRST GONG 8 THRUST | Page 275

I wish I could write away
All these blood and tears
I wish I could exorcise the pain
You seek so much at the bottom
Of green bottles
I wish I could rewrite the pains
His punches brought
I wish I could repaint your heat
Without the scars
I wish I could write reality in reverse
Watch these broken pieces mend themselves
Watch your heart walk back into his arms
Watch stories retell themselves.
If my pen would show me how
I would really love to write a poem.
Ajijola Habeeb
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