the fury

fiction

The handle shudders beneath my steel fingers

But he's just on the other side

Pulling tugging prying

Screaming for freedom

 

Then the sound begins

 

Prefaced by one long strangled

Nonsense exhale

 

Metal collides with the glass

The door shudders in its frame

Again the impact sounds

Blinds bouncing off the surface

Turned downward hiding the contents of the room

Inspired by the force behind

Offering only a glimpse of

The fury inside

Spewing a constant flow of garbled words

Accented by his rhythmic pounding

Then prying

Rinse repeat

Scream

 

It almost seems like a song

Or some sick chant

The religious séance feeling cannot be ignored

As he burrows for freedom

To the other side of the wall

 

Someone says

'We have to stop him.'

So I opened the door

 

Steel fingers turn to wax as I

Press downward on the handle

As I 

Allow this partition to

Swing inward

And

For some reason, the screaming is silent...

03/21/2013

04:20 am

Reviews

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Wow! This is an extremely vivid piece of writing. I wish I could diffuse fury as easily and make steel turn into wax. That would be something! But thank you for the inspiration. I'll try more smartly from now on. :)

[K.C. Zbryk]

I had to edit a few things for clarity, and i dont know if it will alter your review, but i am glad that you enjoued the piece. I dont know if this is about the diffusing of the fury, i wasnt capable of this, but other outcomes were negated. What i mean to say is i was not capable of making steel turn to wax...

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Well, I just read this piece again. Please do forgive me for my interpretation but I still reached the end and felt that the narrator had succeeded in diffusing the atmosphere (using that "judo" principle we've discussed in the past), and that's why the screaming stopped. Somehow, the narrator seems like a brave guy to me, a hero of sorts, if I may say so. :)

[K.C. Zbryk]

I dont think any forgiveness is necessary, my friend, and your interpritation is brilliant. Poetry is entirely open to interpritation and this a wonderful example. Thank you for reading and for your insights. I value both.

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My privilege. :)