Jar of Screams

Rotten to the core

A crack in the abyss

Awakened by your lust

Insidious brush

A peck of fever

Untamed layers

A hardened exterior

Soft and moist inside

A tickling in my throat

Turning of the lid

Revealing a jar of screams

Unfathomable cloud

A ray of angry light

burns through my

venomous yells

Silence in solitude

only lets the spasm sleep

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