And That Is All Poem by Paula Puddephatt

And That Is All



Not even as good at anger anymore
Thoughts of vengeance
Convert the hurts
Into more complex hurts
And that is all
So would I still be seventeen
Or twenty-two
Or twenty-seven
Whatever, wherever
No
But all is know is now
What hurts
Simply hurts
And hurts a lot
And that is all

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