The irony is not lost on me

how when I was wandering

all those years in the darkness,

I felt nothing

[my armored skin impenetrable 

as I bulldozed my way through life]

And how today, 

as I live in the light,

I feel everything 

from everyone

[every goddamn thing

and there’s no escaping it]

If God wants me to be happy

then why did He make it 

so that I bear 

perpetual heartbreak

This is why a smile 

to a stranger 

is so important 

— like a signal fire in the night

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Jim Mitchem

Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. @jmitchem on twitter. First novel, Minor King, out now.