Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god

Walk this way

I howl,
So bitter,
Complacent
At the bile
Gathering
At my feet.
The hate
Becomes a
Lagoon but
I'd rather
It remain a
Pool in a tub,
For easy
Draining.
My stomach
Rumbles,
Another
Earthquake
Settles within
My soul.
I can
Ignore it.
I can
Take it,
Like a pro.
When the
Quivers cease,
I can look
In the mirror
Once more,
Give a
Crooked smile
And walk away.
I can
Walk away.

9-11-09


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