The edge of the outside
Capturing the space between
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
The scream
Stop. Take a breath.
Then holler into a chasm,
With all that is left.
Shout for the beats
of a
screaming heart
,
Unbridle the voices
Silenced for the part
That has to be played,
That has to be sustained,
The civil, the courteous, the forever restrained.
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Gorilla Bananas
9 September 2009 at 22:38
You have captured how I feel during a baboon chase.
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You have captured how I feel during a baboon chase.
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