tension,
morphed intensity
building before the fight
inside grows
as hints of war ensue
we hide away
in foxholes
under the skin
as blasts ignite
wearing masks
facades
as we deny the bruise
whispers rise
volcanoes wound
volumes are raised
torn solitude
our acolytes
form goosebumps armed
big, bold and bright
silent alarms
tiny hairs
erect
bravely they stand
awaite commands
for what happens next
in veined highways
undisclosed transport
concealed byways
from head to toe
secret messages
rally support
stress wrestlers
whom we consort
deliver fuel
for each emotion
a common tool
and shear devotion
hidden beneath
fleshy trench coats
needed reprieve
when needed the most
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