Like a salve
On my being
Shouting in hate
Swarming in lust
Swirling in violence
Screaming in vain
Quiets the voices
Hacking away under
My volatile mindskin
Calming what passes
For a kindred soul
In this malformed body
Feeling tethered
To a forgotten ghost
Flickering wet night terrors
Leaving me satiated
Until the creeping silence
Becomes severe whispers
Abruptly intensifying
Wailing for more
2025, John L. Harmon
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I wrote this tribute to late filmmaker Andy Milligan while “songs from a holographic mind” by Matthew Nowik burrowed deep within my nervous system.
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Freak Out,
JLH
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