Poem -

GRAFFITI

I requested 
The loan
Of a hairdryer
No more

But 
My
Sister
She would not concur

I said I need to blow off
ALL THIS  RAGE
FuckinG RagE

That powers
My pen
Fills up every
Blank page

But my sister was stoic, said
Let the rage fucking rage
Rage it all out sis,
Graffiti that page

You know, I love you so much
that
I'd lend you my gun but,
A bullet won't kill it
Can't bring back a son said,

So let it all out sis, let the
fucking rage rage,
Rage it all out sis,
GRAFFITI god's page

M P 6/9/22

 

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