little pains, not much

just ask
that's all
just ask

i never make
anything up
until i need to
but not this

my sad
my sad
lies in
the truth of
pleasure needs pain
like
dark needs light

and my power
the healer in
this one man space
craft, there are
only a few left

us

three days ago
my baby girl had
a fever so i
placed my hand
over it, and cool
cloth
and prayed
in my way
to take that from her
to bear it forth
and she was fine
the moment she found
that  night's sleep
today i register
one hundred three

i was aware of this way
before the movie
about the guy who could
pull sick and pain from
others,
i just always
get hung up on the
release
no matter as
baby girl is fine and
i will soon be too

the sadness
i mention
comes with that knowing
that when people are
brought to remember
how wonderful and real
the power herein
they are simultaneously
reminded of the
darkest days of their lives
so i fore go the mention
of names as witness

days that for those names
have passed but for me
live on like battle scars
so
i don't often bring the
matter up

i hate to make them sad
to selfishly remind myself
of my purpose and role

but the sad is comfortable
nothing new
like a couch