i used to
think a whole lot
about how to avoid all
pain, because nobody ever
truly wants to endure
suffering ,
bec-
ause
pain
feels
punish-
ing
and just
too
hard.
nowadays
i allow my eyes
to inform my
brain,
and my eyes
see
that
comfort
is an awful opioid
numbing
the
masses
to careless
contentment
with
detrimental
derivatives
of life.
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