"H-h-hysteria"
May 11, 2000

The night once ended
With her painful yelp
More than hysteria,
She was a cry for help;
It all started years ago
In a realm of sage and indigo,
In an illusion of purest gold,
In a dream that NO ONE could hold;
She entered and with a full embrace
Turned everything to coal,
Burned all of the world down to earth
Until the earth she stole;
Now as the moon stares through white glaze
Her eyes light up for an eternal blaze
Then, as if she had no mind to waste,
She picked up her bags and left this place;
But I still see her ghost lurk 'round,
And moans from her room outmoan the hound
And screams outscream the most tortuous paint,
Until
Until
Until
All my memories of her turn faint.

Adrienne Helms
nothingfancy@juno.com

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