Brian McMurdo Poems

A messenger wakes the beast deep inside
I feel him rearing his ugly head in my gut
He grows as he flows through my veins
Every muscle tenses, longing
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Dancing moving fighting
Movement in the darkness
Pulsing like my heart
Yet I am still numb…
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Who do you think you are
To steal my life like that?
The sight of you makes my blood boil
My fists clench at your words
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every look
every touch
is tainted with my
memories and fears
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Oh the irony
Of invisibility
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