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Max Neumann
Poems
Feb 7
Screams
I burnt money
After escaping the valley
To scream at a fire
To scream at the flames
Down in the valley a few heard me
I was standing too far away
I heard the ones hearing me sighing
Clearly I heard them sighing
That was it
I screamed cause I wanted to listen
So I didn't hear anything
The fire was blazing fiercely
Flames were dancing up on me
I didn't sense the heat
I was taken in by my screaming
Screams occupied my spirit
Hmmh
Tired of screaming I fell asleep
In the valley mothers were singing
Orange lights glowing warmly
Chant whirred in the night
I slept deeply
The voices soaked into my body
That was good
The next morning I was cold
The fire had burnt to ashes
Wind carried the ash to the valley
The money was gone
I didn't want to scream anymore
I gave up screaming
A new day began in the valley
Mothers hauling children
Screams
Written by
Max Neumann
M/Inner Shelter
(M/Inner Shelter)
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