Day 95: Pain

Pain
By Batsheva 3/6/10

It falls
This pain
Like a midsummer rain
Unexpectedly
Unlike the rain
It serves no good
At least
I don't see how it could
Like an ugly stain
On your favorite clothes
Upon my life
This pain arose
And all that I can say
Is pain
Please go away
(And don't come back
Another day)