Some days, although you cannot scream,
a scream
(utters itself).
The distant chant of a scream within.
A choking in the darkness
that rattles inside.
Slowly, at, first, ten-
tative-
ly
eyes screw up
y o u s q u i n t m i s t
face con
tort
s
Mouth
O-pens
And
its
out:
A RattlingChatteringShuntingSteamingRoaring train of a SCREAM!
Ripping & twisting tearing apart
Swirling & whirling swoop and soar
A last-rites-death-bed-kiss-of-life-end-of-the-world
SCREAM!!!!!
A scream that lights the torchpaper of your soul
A scream in which you dance and sing
A scream in which you are
alive
at
la
s
t.
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Written August 12th, 2003
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A great poem lots of expression! Sometimes we all love a good scream in different ways just like you say in your poem xxxx
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