A Session with My Shrink: Subconscious Road Map Through “The Flesh Prevails” by Fallujah

the ghosts from My Past Drive

follow me down Future Boulevard,

and it’s funny because their shackling song

sounds so sweet

that i stop walking to enjoy the sound,

enjoy the trees, enjoy the beauty of comfort

just where i am —

until i realize i’ve been in a musical trance,

drowning under 1000 beats per minute,

floating on top the electric guitar

being beaten and bandaged by the

rhythm of the song.

i feel delighted and depressed.

two halves forced to work as one. but the harmony

is real. and just as i reconcile my fate,

lodged in the purgatory of emotions and melodies,

the double bass drum hits me and my demons are

screaming as i start running, faster and farther without

any sense of direction until adrenaline

is all i have left.

i scream. the song screams.

and its over. i gather my orientation,

there is 46 minutes left in this session

and this couch has never been more uncomfortable.