linger.

some feelings are ghosts.

i heal in slow paces.

durable, yet delicate,

fast moving, yet idle,

i heal in slow paces.

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linger.

days scurry by,

and with passing,

their words grow from

knives to a dull ache-

yet the reduction, has

made them no less of a pain.

.

recurrently, i think it is worse

to have a feeling mellow into

a more containable state-

cause once it’s comfortable,

it lingers much longer

than the initial pain.