Sunday, April 28, 2013

Say what you can't say.

Temptation to succumb to slumber,
to seethe poisonous words to unknown faces.
To dance wildly; rash and raw.
To scream, sing, and seize
some sort of life left in me.
A self-diagnosed disorder
of the catatonic;
need to force a pulse to fool the mortician.
for laughter's sake.
Shake and break these chains
of delirium.

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