the mantle of my persuasion is to a highly
evolved yet still so very primitive degree
abuse itself own most terrible kindness
a pot of bitter inertia
is steadily brewing to be served
almost anxious now for any action that is
permitted
by even the most general of my diverse
concerns
so very damning can be such a fractured flaw
a fit is very near
hovering quite ominously
in the darker corners of logic's path
a real hell fire hissy
that's just begging to be expressed
the adrenalin flooded brain
soaks reason's misplaced over melodramatic
intent
such earmarks to anger
only further expose one's usually most
dearly guarded vulnerability
with devastating hostile results
such complicated feelings preclude the
chemical set up of the on coming snit
which forces the searingly angered to
self defeatedly admit
that the unpredictable hair fine trigger of
the psyche
is if anything at all
tricky at best
for when the great grim triad of suspicion,
insecurity and too too often embarrassing
childish rage surfaces in the fire
one tends to feel totally humiliated
after the fact
though I'm sure that there are a correct set
of circumstances in which certain practiced
phrases could likely stave off the pending
blast
don't count on them coming through at this
perversely late date
for once you are this far in to the center of
the storm
you've just gone far too far and far too fast
no significant ground has been attained
its all come to the pivotal point
where if you are not brilliantly careful
everything before
that ever mattered to you
will dwindle into nothing
and reside
'Suspended In Nothings Reign'.............
(Jan. 30, 1999)