Can you not hear
The deafening screams
Directed to your heart
Firing out from hell
Demons wrenching
Your gut in knots
Twisted
Contorted
A soul of
Supreme disaster
Reined by hells angels
Blasted out
From under
Land fracked
Disturbing lands
Unknown.

Can you not hear
The very voices
You too
Fear
Tears so sincere
Distorting
Inner shadows
Ghostly intervals
Chasing innocence at once
Lost
Broken child
An unlikely warning
Skin on skin burns
Plastic dolls eyes melting
Wailing incessantly
I’ll see you on the other side.

© Sia Jane