Such rage at helplessness like jalapenos in your nose rage
The silly cartoon rage
Nothing to be done rage
But take the hit on the chin
And begin again rage
Rage that swells the forehead veins
Yet no thought comes–rage
Except the name
Which makes you cry rage
Rage at your limitedness- limited
Rage at the system- systemically followed to achieve
Rage at your fatigue
The turned eyes of others
And tomorrow we take that rage into a baseball sized fist
And demand they catch what
They’ve dropped before.
AbyKittiwake 