I Keep Myself Up At Night

September 27, 2013 § Leave a comment

I keep myself up at night.
     My howls, echoing below the earth
are muted but powerful.
     The screech
of emotions on breaks
wracks my bones, vibrating
at the highest chord.
     It was a dull existence,
and still is, Somewhere. But at least
now I have an excuse for inaction –
rotted flesh rarely makes a good impression.
     And yet,
there is nothing I can do
for the ghosts of the present,
     but feel these screams,
     silent to everyone, even me,
          from beyond past and future.

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