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Death Metal Lullaby
At night
I hear death metal
Playing faintly in the distance
Maybe from the downstairs apartment
Or maybe from the deepest expanse
Of my ignored existence
I’ve never been a death metal
Type of gal
I’ve always sought out smooth
Rhythms keeping their balanced tempos
And safe chords
Never been one to step on someone’s toes
Or argue
Or stand up for myself
A people pleasing monster
Denying only myself
So maybe at night
Is when my body rebels
Screaming into the night
& standing up for itself
While my downstairs neighbor,
Madame Linda,
Has long drifted off
To her contemporary tunes
I guess we all consciously
surround ourselves
With things that we are not
To mute what rages inside of us
Until the deep night brings
My death metal lullaby
Trying to reclaim the given away
Self that hangs, crucified.
I hear death metal
Playing faintly in the distance
Maybe from the downstairs apartment
Or maybe from the deepest expanse
Of my ignored existence
I’ve never been a death metal
Type of gal
I’ve always sought out smooth
Rhythms keeping their balanced tempos
And safe chords
Never been one to step on someone’s toes
Or argue
Or stand up for myself
A people pleasing monster
Denying only myself
So maybe at night
Is when my body rebels
Screaming into the night
& standing up for itself
While my downstairs neighbor,
Madame Linda,
Has long drifted off
To her contemporary tunes
I guess we all consciously
surround ourselves
With things that we are not
To mute what rages inside of us
Until the deep night brings
My death metal lullaby
Trying to reclaim the given away
Self that hangs, crucified.
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