operation ~ 8.28.1986/age 16

      neon smiles with bunrt out lights
      a place to hide
      fall out of sight -
      stream of consciousness;
      I babble, brook.

      it comes and goes, constant flu
      nowhere to cry
      nothing to do.
      no hand to hold, no shoulder for leaning
      no open arms waiting when no one's around
      looking all over,
      screaming out loud.

      deafening wail, the sound, ignored
      the mind, disturbed
      a wake for the pain
      nothing left to lose, nothing there to gain
      needing new idientities, none found.

      waiting for the start

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