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
