I read

I read
audio books while I work
to drown out the world
I read
relentless fluff to hide
the dark recesses in my brain
I read
poetry because
by reading I make better music
I read
entirely too much
into carelessly cast comments
because I can never believe
that they are simply comments

I read
the silent screams
coming from faces
I read
the colors
that drain from the world
I read
all that rages
spawned from fear
I read
because in the reading
come
nothing
but unanswerable questions
and bliss

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