On Pain Poem by Mike Barrett

On Pain



Iodine
On an open wound,
You know how it feels.

With me,
At times,
Life's
The iodine -
I
The open wound!


© M. Barrett – all rights reserved

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was written sometime during 1959. I was fooling around with words and poetic structure - hence this poem.
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Mike Barrett

Mike Barrett

Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada
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