Not to Deny It

2nd Draft

Apologize —

caught up in a collapse

of anger —

A need to destroy

comes after me

in the dark —

Burning off an ardent soul

reckless indignant

vindictive and cold —

A storm rides off

into the deadly —

with hopeless disquiet

To drown the thing

with feeble finality

no I don’t deny it.


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