we are endowed with the tortured love of generations before.
a love tainted by envy, vanity and pride.
belonging to those hearts who suffered greatly in the fires of primeval
where the tortured love bequeathed was forged.
you and i have all but happened upon such a love and by no fault of our own.
though, we must take responsibility, nonetheless.
how can we tend to a wound we do not understand.
photo: Marilyn Monroe by Ralph Steadman – ‘Paranoids,’ 1986