veins pulsing with the
beat of that maddening
constant...constant...con-trary
( to what one would want!)
have to be
so God (Afraid) damned...?
yes
pulsing^^^ pulsing^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
beating >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
crawling ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
bulging )))))))))
battered veins ///~~~~~>>>>^^^^^^^////
drained
f
e
a
r
that 4 letter, "four-letter word"--
that/THE "f-word"
(the real one--no joke, no Lie, this hurts...damn!)
still,
if you are lucky
it might
leave you
alone...
oh, and seek
to crawl
under
another poor soul's vein-bulged-scarred
s k i n
what a sin...
wait...wait!
shhhhh!
fear
beaten...?
yes!
when the power behind the eyes of angels arrive...
( it ... fear can't breathe where angels thrive)
oh!
still, it
does return...
yet,
who am i to complain
i am as others...yes?
no?
not really,
noone
not one
or any
of us
knows
for certain
then...then...
well, i am going ...now!
to draw a curtain
'round me
as a blanket
as a shell
(better a shell
than a shroud)
Oh!
fuck fear!
i am!
still here!
~~~~~~~
thank you, marsha (marcia maris at AD) for the 'symbols' idea...
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Reviewed by Patricia Boudreau (Reader)
Reviewed on October 15, 2002
WOW... fear, panic... all here, naked, bared...maybe like that easier (??) to face ?? That cold spike that drives into the spine, makes your breath catch, heart stutter... awesome piece Mi... just AWESOME !!!