the sounds my brain makes
underworld cacophony
the clanging of brass bells
and angry pipes on tunnel walls.
to implore its quiet is to bring
the beast from out its lair
dragging chains on gravel road
spitting razor phrase:
You could be so much better.
But how uncaring,
how callous,
how hateful to treat one's
own house.
I've forgotten how to soothe.
underworld cacophony
the clanging of brass bells
and angry pipes on tunnel walls.
to implore its quiet is to bring
the beast from out its lair
dragging chains on gravel road
spitting razor phrase:
You could be so much better.
But how uncaring,
how callous,
how hateful to treat one's
own house.
I've forgotten how to soothe.
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