The Web Poetry Corner - Heather Prudence Davis - Pain: The human condition
Pain: The human condition
by
Heather Prudence Davis
Locked in the magnets
of his mind.
Positive
or negative.
Yet filling
the cherry flavored ashtray
with hatred.
Seething
out of the blackness
surrounded by blue.
Black lagoons yielding
to purple highways.
While autumn leaves
spring rains
and summer nights
are consumed with pain
for all mankind.