We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)

11.7.25

Heartbreak


isn’t easier the next time

 

not a task you master,

a skill at which you improve –


no, it’s being stabbed repeatedly

with a sharp blade


each piercing as painful

as every other


every time





Form: textu


Written for Poets and Storytellers United's Friday Writings #185: Don't Be Afraid to Start Over, this was intended to contradict the prompt – but I now realise it's a misunderstanding of it, as starting over is not the same thing as repeating an experience with another of the same kind. However, as this is what the prompt inspired in me, so be it.