78 Words on Pain and Forgetfulness

cut to the quick
and it hurts
in its dull but
insistent way

i bit off more
than i expected
couldn't stop the
tearing until
too late

i've felt the
raw subdued twitch of
unsatedness
like light through
a window

the one pinpoint
hobbling pain speaks
over twitch and cut

it keeps going,
speaking its peace
in fits and turns

took no precautions
but not willfully,
just forgotten in
a haze of rush
remembered too late
for remedy