I cry out silently
My heart
Shaped by the chaos that invoked it
High and low the sages searched for the answer to
The great question
What completes but does not destroy?
This is not a quiet walk in the rain
A day rotting in bed or
Even the edge of the abyss
But a lie
The urge to push against
The chaos of your impudent and corrosive
Rage
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