“I’m a bit… sore”In chronic pain, you stop displaying
as you ought.
your nerves report: still the same
excruciating pain, again.
you ought to crumple, double, howl
your mind goes dead: a trial:
meanwhile, you stiffen, slightly, smile.
the pain will pass, or, it will last, and
all your will
can only still literal screams:
such pain long since exceeds your means
to respond, as you ought,
to what your nerves report