parched throat, blistering feet,
throbbing pulse, rotting heat,
hand webbings cut by paper,
hangin's doubtful, shootin's safer.
Oh! I feel alive.
no more missing the bearer of scythe,
wish for a long life, a collection of plithe.
I feel the life-worm wriggling inside,
a lung's missing, heart on a roller-coaster ride.
Oh! I feel alive.
bonds severed and later retied,
when I hid the truth, should have better lied.
A burning rash at the back of the neck,
tire in a moment, drop like a sack.
Oh! I feel alive.
Dreadful dreams, sleep is a sin,
when running alone, you always win.
shaking limbs, swollen tongue, gums are sore,
bliss's waiting, can't open the door
Oh! I do feel alive.
Friday, May 16, 2008
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