i can't be paid to scream
but it's my career of choice
Loud and vicious.
heart wrenching and cold
fist clenching and iron
tearing and ceramic
I used to do it often
daily even
on the hour
and then there came The Questions
only answerable with sighs, and gasps
not at all a satisfied and more and more craving
the loud
crashing, burn, of an indefinite howl
or an escapeing screech
opening the windows so more can hear..
but The Questions have a better idea
:hide your head in our pillow
in our brown bad
we'll discover
and translate
and disect
and Understand
your secrets.
I can't be paid to scream.
but I can't be bought either.
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