White Noise

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  1. In Limbo

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    White noise.
    White noise.
    My pen stands poised.

    But the words don't come, every syllable I write
    Every word and every thought is an
    Echo.
    The tip of an almighty iceberg
    A scream unheard, a fight for the ages.

    And for every word I write, the weight on my head grows by a pound.
    Wages of sin
    Wages of loathing
    Wages of my black dog
    My constant companion
    My old friend.
    The jailer in my brain


    And I know eventually I shall break under the weight.
     
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