Screaming
Screaming
Open mouths silently a’screaming
The insanity of madness!
Writhing
Writhing
Writhing
atop an elastic bridge. Where is where?
Colors
blending
blending
blending. Sunset just before the dawn.
Sunset and the rise now become the one.
Ticking
Ticking
Ticking
No clocks around for the ticking nor the tocking; no pulse to feel, no air to steal
Hopelessly embracing
the nothingness of fear!
Where have they gone? Where have they be or are or been?
Words collide, rhyme is dead
No more
reason reason reason.
Nothing but the fear!
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