Pain

Pain
Pain
Pain

drips slowly through me
drips slowly ...
a single droplet
every ten seconds
seems like hours

a burning acidity
courses inside
a flame of anguish
and more pain

hollow as the wind through nothing
a haunted ground
unlimited space
dryness in my eyes
wrinkles my heart

and the pain goes on
dripping slower than before
through my eyes,
my head,
my nose,
my throat it skips
and goes to my abdomen

and lays there
focused searing
scathing
tearing
intangible yet very much felt
a weak pain
that remains

and leaves an aftertaste
of sour bile
in my throat
that had been skipped
in my heart,
that has been ripped
a beautiful pain.