AM dial preacher preaches, "Pain is a microphone." You listen while you're pissing.
You piss into your Big Gulp cup - steering on the bumpy gravel bumps, driving on the frontage road.
When That Painful Lonely cranks the volume dial loud, thunder rolling and explosions cannot drown it out.
Do you fear the buzzing flies of Highway 35 - rubbernecking cops?
Lorena is a village of specialty shops.
Yes, that open blacktop cracks you open, cracks you like a lobster claw. Exit right and dry your eyes.
Love's attendants squint and yawn. Watch the constellations fading. Dawn will cut you wide on this side of Arkansas.
You roam from town to town to hide your shame. You were cut clear down, like the knockout game.
Did you burn that bridge yourself or were you ostracized? Do I spy the sign of Cain? It's all over your face!
Now you drown in deeper depths. There is no dramatic gesture left - that you could make to sway the course of your fate or stem the tide.
It's a pain that you can't numb. It's roaring loud. You sing your little lungs but it cannot mask the sound.
You spun your web of lies and it tears you up inside. That pounding in your chest just knocks.
And it will keep on until it stops.
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