screaming silence
from the top of my mind
loud god damned noises
that go on and on
burning ice
starts the firewater beads
of liquid that drip from my frow
my wet hair singes
from red hot thoughts
that keep the mind wide open
while the eyes are shut quite tight
the saliva slowly flows down
the corner of my mouth
and falls from my chin
to the puddle
on [...]
April 20, 1998
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