Monday, 9 March 2020

Flames

Anger, building up.
Searching for an exit.
Seething under the skin.

Every jab
Every stab in the back
Opens another door for the animal
To escape.

A passing word
Caught on the breeze
Tinder for the fire
Drenched with oil

The final spark
A match
A flame
Igniting the animal
Setting it to madness
Lashing out at all near
no one is safe


burning out
rain falling
cascades of tears
the flood washing over
with guilt and horror.