When a part of you
Or your limb
Gets a cut
From a razor sharp blade

It hurts
At heart you know
How deep is the cut
Or how rash was the blow
You can feel the pain
All the time
As you touch
Press
Or hit that tiny deep cut
Blood comes out again
Almost instantly

And you know
It expresses
A pain
That is deeper
And that resides
Inside the darkest part
Of your heart
Maria

Blood coagulates
But not that pain
So it hurts
And hurts again
Till
With time
A shield of concrete
Grows up
Inside your heart
Like cancer cells
And snubs
Or holds out

That real pain

@ 'Poetica de Insanire'