I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
Month: May 2019
I can’t
tell you everything.
I can’t
tell you when.
I can’t
tell you how.
I can’t
tell the difference.
05/16/2019 j.g.l.
Posted on May 15, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
we litigate our sorrows
mediate happiness
negotiate contentment
barter wisdom for unsuspecting logic
did we stop
looking
for the trust
for the certainty
in what we know
what we carry
veiled imperfections
spiteful recollection
accepted resentment
the perseverance of inadequacies
as we keep
close
to the truth
to the familiar
to what we know
what we carry
compromised ethics
unwritten guarantees
pathetic promises
admit what you have lived through
© 2019 j.g. lewis
Posted on May 14, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We are better off not knowing,
not caring, or pretending,
ignoring signs and symptoms.
Undiagnosed pain is easier to
absorb. When you know why
you hurt, you attempt to
accommodate the prognosis.
Explanation is not validation,
not when you already know.
We all hurt. What ails you?
05/14/2019 j.g.l.
