Isolation
If I started to scream, would you believe it came from both pleasure & pain;
can you believe in anything at all?
But that question came to me in a dream so ignore it:
because this isn't poetry
just another useless eulogy for
isolation.
If I started to scream, would you believe it came from both pleasure & pain;
can you believe in anything at all?
But that question came to me in a dream so ignore it:
because this isn't poetry
just another useless eulogy for
isolation.
The speaker opens with a strange, unsettling question: if they screamed, would anyone believe the sound came from pleasure and pain at once? That blurring of opposites sets the tone. Isolation here isn't simple sadness.
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