by JT Thames
It’s right there
It’s right there
It’s just right there
Frying the fascia
Sizzling the skin
Emerging through pores
Temperature soaring
Eyes solid black
About to burst free and blind
Everything and everyone
Me
ITSJUSTRIGHTHERRRRRRRRRRRE
The last chain of restraint given way
Final query of substance now answered
No one knew the truth, no one knew the depth
Now, no one knows
Pure, satisfying rage, moist and warm
A last awakening
A fleeting moment
Of fear and anguish thought only possible
In nightmares.
Not even I would know
What everyone ran from
Me
As the rage blossomed, unadulterated by right or wrong
Manners or construct or decorum
And sincerely, naturally fulfilled, culminated
To total destruction, so pristine
And a new beginning
Then quiet…
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JT was born in Houston and graduated from prestigious Bear Branch Elementary with honors, and went on to do the same from TCU in Fort Worth. He is a produced screenwriter, published poet and over anything and everything else, loves his wife and cats with everything he's got.
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