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wardens in the prison of the body
Scream! At the piles of rust!
Scream! At the heaps of misery you created!
Scream! At the brittle bones you left to dry in the sun!
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overwhelming sense of dread
it rained and it rained and it rained and it rained
and it rained
and it rained.
and i felt the water welling up inside of me
and i screamed in agony
and all of the water came rushing out and flooded the world
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Hands
What machinations of man and machine rush toward us,
thundering nearer every moment at lightspeed?
Creases in our folds become smoothed out,
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Waterbury
it has been raining for two days.
i wonder when it will end
this grand deluge
or perhaps it is the end?
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open/closed
they say they’re open-minded
until i open my mind
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music
the music will never ring in his ears again
the music goes on to infinity but never reaches him
the music’s bells jangle to emptiness and only emptiness
is there music if there’s no one to listen?
Loves
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A Different World
I went outside today, for the first time in a while.
I didn’t expect to see the twisted sight before me.
My eyes dropped open, full of shock and awe.