Munch <br />screams & screams <br /> <br />as he <br />turns into <br /> <br />his painting <br /> <br />trapped in there <br />for ever. <br /> <br />His human shape <br />goes on <br /> <br />(without him) <br /> <br />only an empty husk <br /> <br />that <br />passes for him. <br /> <br />No one even <br />notices <br /> <br />(he's gone) <br /> <br />not himself <br />no more <br /> <br />trapped in a thousand <br />reproductions <br /> <br />hung in a gallery <br />as the real thing <br /> <br />hearing nothing <br />only his own <br /> <br />...scream<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twilight-zone-for-byran/
