Wisdom, which costs double.

I know what happens after.

Arrows must remain ,

the instinct is to wail , rip but you must endure silent.

Listening, learning the organ now shredded &split,

still audibly alive.

If you must.

Reach here.

It has to exit clean,

listen!

Wherever I am turning

the quills aches remain;

wisdom reeks of earned privilege, and

prays to breaks even.