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Posted by: James Wooten
12/17/2005, 19:25:20

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Awash in voices, surreal and whispering
To what end will they stop meddling
Telling me, cajoling, and tempting.
I wave them off….but they are still there…hinting, constructing the pursuit and the flow of thought
Stem the tide within but….
Flee to deeper areas and those dark corners of the mind
False sense and feeble walls yield before the tide
Surrounded
The tempting becomes threatening, forceful and blunt
I resonant with fear
Spinning and turning to deflect the battery of sound
Hands reach up
Cupping a visage distorted by shadow
The voices intermingling, melting into one
Something deeper rumbles from within
The blood pulsates to the sound
An interruption of body flow
Systems convulse
A jerking, twitching disharmony of motion
Rage, blind and disobedient signals betrayal
Or coveted rebellion
Succombing not to the internal adversary
The voice is met
A conception of energy emits forth
Formulated, determined, and unencumbered
A web seething and encompassing surrounds the intruder
Flashes of violence reverberate through the body as the struggle evolves
Rage met with rage
White knuckled hands dig deeper


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