Tribal Scream
I know what goes on in your head
I know all those characters you've created
I know all the Hell in your past
I know the mishmash of everything
crammed into your head
& I know a part of that is killing you
& I want you to let it out
& I want you to just open your mouth
& let out a tribal
never ending scream
because I know you
I know you've got too much life in you
I know you've got a carbonated soul
& I know that one good scream
would let you pop the top
of you,
like a bottle of Coke-a-cola
bubbles of compressed air
would be coming out of your mouth
in your tribal scream
I wonder what characters you would spill out
I wonder what you would do
when you saw what you rejected
what you screamed out
I wonder if you'd see parts of your past
& I wonder if you'd know they were a part of you
& try to stuff them back in
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