Brain Cell
there's a deceptive silence
thoughts reverberate
so many accomplices
rise, incite
they vie for redress
but there's none for them
denied for another time
refused—they refuse
they're compelled to conspire
because they've not been released
past remembered, forgotten, it's all there
pain is a longtimer that way
you banish it
and it will find you
in fact it never leaves
it merely lies in wait
it becomes a platform
whereupon the new found its gallows
the noose, slack—awaits
it allies with the new to make certain its hold
when your world falls and it grabs you by the throat
you can't recall but it remains
it's there because it could find no outlet
when all was bright and malleable
over time it hardened under pressure from the mold
as though a keep inverted
having been wrought at every turn
until immured within
it's home. you know it well
it's no refuge though
a prison of time's making
sentenced to life
thoughts reverberate
so many accomplices
rise, incite
they vie for redress
but there's none for them
denied for another time
refused—they refuse
they're compelled to conspire
because they've not been released
past remembered, forgotten, it's all there
pain is a longtimer that way
you banish it
and it will find you
in fact it never leaves
it merely lies in wait
it becomes a platform
whereupon the new found its gallows
the noose, slack—awaits
it allies with the new to make certain its hold
when your world falls and it grabs you by the throat
you can't recall but it remains
it's there because it could find no outlet
when all was bright and malleable
over time it hardened under pressure from the mold
as though a keep inverted
having been wrought at every turn
until immured within
it's home. you know it well
it's no refuge though
a prison of time's making
sentenced to life
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 31, 2010
all rights reserved
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© December 31, 2010
all rights reserved
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