Red brick corruption

August 12, 2012
Unclear foggy hallucinations, deloused and roused, sweetness pure and dementia’s succumbing lure
Nothing, laughter, screams, daily anthem, creaking trees every direction
Surety, human odor, oxygen, clean air
Chills down my spine, adrenaline hitting, itchy wool, mud and stones kicking at my feet
Aftertaste of kind crab apples long gone, dry anticipation is left
Red Brick Corruption

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