Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Shotgun Memory




a forgotten scent
flares nostrils of the damned
a song comes on the radio
a torrent unleashed
blood rushes to the head
neck flushes & pressure
behind the eyes
a lacerated mind
hemorrhages
rage
sorrow
blinding clarity:
hair-trigger holograms
primed & pointed at the base of the skull

(Originally published in Theatre of Decay)

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