Burning

I have a bunch of gnarly inner work to do.

I still want to project my pain

blaming You of course…

You, who conveniently always do something wrong…

or I could get somewhere for a change…

I could just stay present to the pain

and burn in the slow fire

of what hurts….

what scares me( your death)

and my total lack of control

in all these matters.

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