Monday, May 01, 2006

It hurts.

I've done wrong.
Having done wrong it is my responsibility to make it as right as I can.
There is no way I can see available to me to do this.
I've done wrong and the only way I can see to stop hurting is to fix it.
I can't fix it.
Therefore all I can do is hurt and hurt and hurt in little, ever-tightening circles like coils of rope.
I wish I could at least believe that my very hurting served some kind of purpose.


At 3:14 PM, Blogger I. Mazzikin said...



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