My Box
Poem and midi kindly sent
by my dear friend
Rick Nobel (03.25.99)
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Everybody hurts
My Box.
of Fear and for Fear
i cannot leave.

Don't want to..
Too dark in the light.

Sucking the Blood (right) out of me.
i pierce the skin
My Bat drinks and i am relieved

i dream of the gargoyle, the beautiful balloon,
that heals my wound, but
at what price

metallic sides coated
with acid. It bubbles and
as the medicine eats through my Box.

Holes appearing.
The Blood pours out; leaking
then gushing.

i can't