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Smart
October 16, 2026
My tear is due to anguish
behind a shattering plea
I know no part that's like it
this pain that's eating me
I whinge, I cringe, a cripple
the chart is leaping high
I shriek, I creak, to speak
my back an aching sigh
a pinch, I flinch, it hurts,
it seems extreme I know
it's top, then drop, please stop
I wish this pain would go
it's terror through an error
this twinge that lives in me
it's smart to use kinetics,
but smart is not pain free.
Editor: Lia Cook
About the Poet
Anthony Bee Hayward is a British writer, poet, and expat living in France. He began writing poetry while working as a Bournemouth taxi driver, reading to his customers.
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