The particular that strikes me


The general
doesn't concern me
I'll not look that way
what matters
is the particular
that strikes me
at my heart's core-
the love that hurts
the wound
that hasn't healed
the hopes
that have vanished
the dreams
that have crashed
the emptiness
that had pervaded-
the quagmire
into which
my life has sunk
all past
extinguished

away
away with the general
and its trifles !
I live
and I die
just
in the particular!