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there was a word
there was
a first thought
something sparked out in the darkness and the cold space of night
when the silence had descended and
under the quiet heard
that bell
for the first time
the sound of it coming down
the hope of a word
of a thought
and
it echoed your name.

like the first warning drumbeat
of a waking heart

but it will not rise
drugged with shame and dissatisfaction
laying there
useless
oh flesh
filled with poison and
acid

the drum beats again
you cannot deny who you are

the inspiration is only whispering
it gives these
moments
when the world feels like it is on fire
burning
and then
empty
gone
leaving behind in its wake something hungry
strips at my walls and
slowly
away i waste

i open my mouth and it is dust which escapes
it is everything i know crumbling down
it is
something calling to me
trying to pound against the walls
i have sealed myself in
telling me

telling me
i could escape.

June 2017

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