Folks think because pain comes from somewhere that it ought to go somewhere.
They should tell that to a squid or anything caught in a gun hunter’s sight
because those beggars know that pain(t) stays wherever its sent and
given a place to rest it lays its lazy head down to get comfy
and craves that body and loves that being to death. No
one should feel special though because hurting is
willing to live, eat and sleep with anyone who
gives it even the slightest recognition or
time of day. You wouldn’t, would ya?
Thank you, friend.