boil in the pan

bubbling over

agitated and inflamed

a sore wound

weeping

–

all the pressure

the build-up

awaiting the pop

–

acid blood coursing through my veins

stinging rush

chest pain and headaches

clenched fists

ready to grip him by the collar

to swing

and meet the jaw

that spews sewage

indiscriminately

–

the urge

to silence the tirade

the mass delusion

the madness

–

hopefully

knocking some sense

back into

that polluted mind

pickled in youtube

and fringe media

–

i applaud you

sad man

for safeguarding your country

exposing the truth

revealing the pedophiles

reptilians and

the deep state

while your house crumbles

–

let us be reminded

everyone else has the problem

–

you’re fine