Fire and FrustrationA Poem by MyBoyBuildsCoffinsComment on Fire and Frustration.
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It's red and orange and coloured generosity It's sinuously smooth and torn twisted tyranny It dictates its victims every move and guides them to their fate It closes this door and that one, no window of escape. It's sometimes silent but mostly oscillates Between quiet hisses and loud cackles of hate It's internalized in this one And on exhibition in another It works its way through home after home Claiming father and mother and brother. Unyielding, unkind Its released energy unwinds Unstoppable immovable It claims this heart of mine. © 2011 MyBoyBuildsCoffins |
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2 Reviews Added on January 25, 2011 Last Updated on January 26, 2011 Tags: fire, frustration |