“Pain By Any Other Name” by Domiik Parisien
Let us for a moment
call this pain by other words
Ask, how many roses does the hammer weigh
when it bears down on your skull?
Does the sword seem toothed like a toddler's smile
or sharp as your first iced skates?
On a scale of anglerfish to northern lights
how bright are the flashes in your head?
When I touch this, here, which constellations
light the sky behind your eyes?
Would you say that pulsing is the flicker of a satellite
or the stubborn heartbeat of a newborn chick?
Ask, can we for a moment make of beauty
the measure of our pain? And I will answer
--from the collection Side Effects May Include Strangers
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