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September 12, 2002
if you stop screaming
for the second it will take
to catch my breath
i’ll bring you hatred on a platter
large enough to share my disconnect
with eternity
amnesia scratches an itch
only the toe of my soul can reach
and before i swallow a whole oak
i’ll throw up
a pea
to make room for the truth
the earth sits on the edge
of a pointed thought
aimed at bringing me from
the wilderness of illusion
to the safety of three trees
at the top of the world
i’ll bring it to you
if only you stop screaming