Vice

Silence
Wrapped itself
Around my head
So tight
A vice
That caused
Skull seams to grind
And split
Old fontanels
To burst a bit
With ringing pitched
So high
And loud
It drowned all hope
And its own hush
Out

-a.r.

vice

~ by April on September 10, 2016.

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