Frustrating, fucking so
Gnarled with fucking frustration
Explode, bruise, let it go
Screaming and blaring in unrestrained passion
No safety net.
Spontaneous. Free. Rip the voice apart - send it hurtling away like a rat with
a firecracker on its tail
Exploding into bloody bits
The violence of art is clear, quietening the voice.
Written 1997
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