Rhythmic Edema

Speakers blare each time I go to speak
Drowned out by droning monologues
over heavy bass
pretending a heartbeat proves a life

Lost in machinery straining
to keep up with the lies
hiding behind strobe lights

Seizures blind muscles
bound by contract
to searing pain that screams
in rock and roll drumbeats

Banging inside the skull
housing hope whipped numb 
in self pity and emptiness
Pretending to smile when nothing 
shines through venta black
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