Treasure Island

Jan Hauck

(June 1,1978)

Island


A tingling in my arms is the first signal,
Run, it says, run!
But I cannot run, so I implode
The heat wave filling up my chest,
My skin is itchy now, rushing blood,
I feel like killing, screaming, fighting,
This is my war that I cannot win.

My refuge is the night, the dark,
When everybody is asleep,
I don't need to run, resting in a trench
I can pretend that I have won my war,
That there are no more people, not one soul,
Until the next morning, the world is awake,
And I still cannot run.

Submitted: Monday, April 09, 2012

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