The Lesser Bite

Image credit: Eric Isselee

Image credit: Eric Isselee

The lesser bite
Of a stranger’s rejection
Still stings
Perhaps on its own
It would never cause
Such pain
But it seems it comes
In groups, as do
These things
So the cut though slight
Seems somehow deep
Again

A day ago
The news caught me
So unaware
Though the messenger
Would never know
This link
Just some months ago
I was left adrift
Standing there
Now today again
This sense of loss
Upon the brink

This lesser bite
Is deceptively
So soft
But if just the first
Of a many-sided
Ground attack
All these dreams that I
In my innocence
Held aloft
May be eaten yet
One by one and won’t
Come back

(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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5 Responses to The Lesser Bite

  1. philipparees says:

    Sharply felt, sharply told. The elusive connections that chain link.

  2. Might the lesser bite sting more acutely because it is safer to taste the immediate and casual pain inflicted by a stranger, than from a closer more purposeful source?

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