ERROR: Music
Torture
(The Christina Finelli Recovery Project)
stop stop
the disease is spread
stop
stop
the artificial head
the past
your past
is sickening me
the past
your past
will never be
(now listen to my heart)
i remember the music well,
never too well, just perfect
allowing me the pleasure of self-torture
as i listen
and continue to listen to the stake being driven through my heart.
i lie on my couch, stiffened by the earth being thrown on my coffin.
The Blue Nile, Jane’s Addiction, Heretix, Harry Chapin,
eclectisism was her practice,
hell, we even thought Pretty Hate Machine was romantic.
isn’t it?
now, realization is self-evident.
you lost it now, as if you never had it.
face me
(drop dead)