Words are said
so suddenly from
the mouth like a fire.

The beast of
a head is in an edge
of a rage.

I am trapped
at your trapezoid
and it is intimidating.

You took away
my cheer and turn it
into a whirlwind.

Leave me until
I am well of myself
and in sanity.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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