Pain Relief

He mistook the points of her hipbones for poignancy
and kissed those sharp edges til they dulled under his affections –
he chased the phantoms from the wide-set corners
of a mind that bent, bowed and broke in the curvature.
He mistook her needs for her need and tried to save her
meanwhile, flourishing under his patient gaze
but completely and wholly separate from it; she got better.
He wasn’t the remedy for her recovery, just a <i>damn good</i>
pain relief.

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