Anger
She lurks
in darkness,
a hideous mask,
heavy clouds,
churning , insipid,
splintered fragments,
pierce the soul.
Gall to the mouth,
pupils shrink to
evil points.
Flared alae,
gnashing teeth
tear to pieces that which was whole.
Quagmire seeps in
snatching,
sucking
the total spirit
leaving remorse
and .....if only.
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Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2007
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