Anger

wronged again anger rises in me

like floodwater it pours

filling my streets and gutters

waves of rushing bile flattening

handholds of reason I planted

so carefully carrying everything away

to some underground sewer

 

dark waters storming

shouldering everything aside

carrying me down powerless

a sodden leaf past resistance

deeper still to this dark cavern

where pounding waves echo

my pulse my breath

 

here I tread water of resentment

my eyes piercing the dark to that

unknown place where giants wielded

sticks and oaths so long ago

 

here I pant for that small chink

of reason to wink from some passageway

lead me breathing slower now

up from this slime climb out

on a knoll beside a rippling lake

 

wash my face before continuing on my way

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