icebox ~ 1984/age 14

      sitting in the cell
      alone and empty
      i do not feel the needle they shove
      into my flesh

      cold and blue
      what a shock, can it be?
      her temperature

      the numbness
      the pain
      that agony, that torture

      that i feel
      twisting me, shattering
      i grope to escape

      this empty fate i so hate




© 1984/2001