Screaming Into The Void About The Hope Of Judgment

Pucker up to the breathing you need.
Shout loud into the bright darkness
of
(*gestures wildly*)
all this absolute and utter shit.

Let your sound out atop
the parking garage of the old mall,
at
the place the city
can hear your battle cry.

This is a scream to tear
the night in half. Speak loudly
my
dear one, loud enough to wake the dead.
Top volume so the hearing aids squeal with

judgement come calling for *gestures wildly*.
The quick and the dead are all laid bare
by
the over exposure of death, that time
people start telling the truth about you and yours.