it's there, just now
like thunder in a box car
all around me, deep within me
reverberating
and I feel like a crack mom
who's baby wont stop crying
is this where head in hands was born?
my bones they rattle
as the wind and hail
beat the windward glass
my anger whispers a burgeoning threat
JUST BLOW ONE MORE GOD DAMNED TIME
and i swear
i'll spit myself all over you
chains being stretched
doors being slammed
words growing teeth
noise
up the river
down the canyon
over the mountain
and around the bend
echoing a waterfall of spoon
not so much a bass drum high on puberty
or two cymbals breaking treaty
nor even a squadron of howling monkeys
all teeth and screech
drowning out a cause
but more so an attic full of bad memories
crashing the Christmas party
where is my sargasso sea
where the surf takes its slumber?
or my life raft
on a thousand miles of deaf blue stillness?
dollars and dames
wars and used cars
tsunamis and cyclones
and my own dragon within
a light-year from slumber
