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The Tongue

Stand naked and alone before the whole wide world -
Bleed beneath the knife in broad day light -
. . . . . . . . yet no one sees . . .

The mind convulsed with truths and bursting
- fish upon the rapids leaping, bent to spawn,
- intent to speak one word, one radient rainbow gem
sparkling bold and glorious . . .

The tongue clacks softly in an orifice of dust,
no other sound will utter;
the damned tongue no other sound will utter . . .
- a rooster in the yard, ripe for plucking,
sans it's head and running -
the damned tongue no other sound will utter . . .

Plumb the depths of madness screaming . . .

While the people all around make merry, laughing . . .
Corpses leering, lined in rows
do not intrude upon these gay undead
. . . . . . . . for this is not allowed
and there is nothing left that one may say . . .

. . . . . . . . Welcome to Hell.

© D. Winter
May 2, 2009

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