Inflected Pains
Big world, are we still friends?
You act from a distance, although I have already forgiven you for the scarred tissue you caused.
Leaving me to mend what you broke,
Friends would not wish bad on one another,
But you insist on leaving me in the rearview mirror next to the grim reaper,
foreshadowing all my mortal flaws,
which will be unra…
