Guttural
Heartfelt howls and tremors
even her screams sound
sophisticated delicate
maybe self-inflicted bruises
purple on her reddish skin
she pulls her hair, runs
symptoms of despair.
Flinging herself to the ground
cries like wolves finding prey
eerie yet magnificent also
terrifying the sheer power
of sound, language through
body and mere vowels
guttural.
even her screams sound
sophisticated delicate
maybe self-inflicted bruises
purple on her reddish skin
she pulls her hair, runs
symptoms of despair.
Flinging herself to the ground
cries like wolves finding prey
eerie yet magnificent also
terrifying the sheer power
of sound, language through
body and mere vowels
guttural.
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| Auteur: Zo Gezegd | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: pantarhei | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 december 2012 | ||
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