PRIMAL SCREAM REALITY

PRIMAL SCREAM REALITY

A Poem by jeannemarie coulter
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a very rough day

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PRIMAL SCREAM REALITY

when the walls are mush
and the floors whisper pain
to the touch of my feet
as
exit signs glow
in all the rooms behind my eyes
like crystal shards shattering
and
the expanding reality sucks my blood
as swamp leeches fasten to the eyes of dead soldiers...
then
the primal scream of my soul writhing
is therapy only because the sound is real...




© 2015 jeannemarie coulter


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a primal scream to break the silence of the nightmare witnessed in dreams or images... love the description in this piece, Jeannemarie... the pain is visceral and that scream is deafening...

Posted 9 Years Ago


I had to read this three times but it is worth it. When all that is left is the sounds than it is the only option to express the pain. This is deep.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

jeannemarie coulter

9 Years Ago

thank you...sometimes people like me who have been happy and well loved through most of their life h.. read more

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