Sheets of rain, lit up sky, flapping wind,
relieve my angry atmosphere.
She smiled twice and all was clear.
Once for no reason, and once more,
to ensure it was over for sure.
The weight of my sadness, that
heaving load behind me, reminding me,
making me cautious, awkward and
anxious. Caught in an animal trap.
I cut off my nose to save my face.
And ran for the nearest hiding place,
to vanish and bleed without a trace.
I am haunted now, searching for peace
condemned to go on, casket of unease.
Copyright © James Fredholm