Medicated
where are you, savior?
(inside my nose)
secrecy-- revealed, the curtain pulled away.
society revelled in the show of a souls decay. / what can i say,
i brought this upon
myself. /
the voice pauses,
as if frightened, as though it's dreading
what must be said. "the monster has been fed."
(my eyes are turning red)
its skeleton has preceded its body, has concluded that flesh is not only
unnecessary, but an insult, a veil sewn to shield.
so, breaking FREE & running wild-
bone against bone- it
inspired the world & healed.
Copyright © Rachel Hart | Year Posted 2007
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