2002-03-11

Are you willing to fight to your last breath
Just to be able to write?
If they took every pen or pencil away
And cut out your tounge
As they did the Marquis DeSade
Would you
Like him
Write words on walls with the blood
Of the same wound that was ment
To silence you forever?
Do you have the courage to
Let the words blow out of you're fingers
Like the wind of a hurricane?
Even that is not enough
Let the Beast inside you rage
Spilling words like wine apon the page
And let your venom poison who it may
Summon spirits in our minds
And around us
Weave spells of banishment
Until nothing is left but pure emotion
Drilling into our minds
Let your words become dogs on the hunt
Never stopping until they shred our ears
Brand images into our minds
Scar us
Tatoo our imagination
Turn you thoughts into swords
To slash through
Our desensitized brains
Bullets of wisdom or emotion
To pierce our hearts
Make the pauses between your words
Become as tense as the moment
Right before one car impacts into another
Just when the drivers notice the impending collision
Show us life in your eyes
Causing great changes in
Our mental chemistry
Until we all fall from exaustion
At your feet

~Matt Magus

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