That Stony Feeling...

the storms
and drought
the devastation
of the quakes and
floods
no way
they cannot affect
him
anymore

he is the stone
that hits your forehead

he'd been hurt
but not anymore

he hurts and will
always hurt

in all the times of
his numbness

wasn't it you babe
who told him
not to mind
feelings?

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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