"The Scream" (1893-1910) Edvard Munch, Oslo, Norway. |
The storm snorts wild
under
water...
I
am stuck
in
the cloudy gray
hiding
under the lake.
We
are reflections
of
something,
discrete
vibrations
of
an strange force.
Our
emotions are
a
loan and our senses
the
only way of perception.
We
will expel the lightning of the storm
if
one scream reveals the anger dwells us.
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