When Anger Takes

When Anger Takes

To get through this labyrinth,

slanted like a cross-

feasible once

gone straight across-

now perilous

and all is lost.

My name is a sieve

The blood drains out nice

veins pumping absinthe

and a heart like ice.

Let go to live

embrace despair

and forget the man

remember the beast instead

berserker rage

bottled like liquor

to be drunk when ready

everyone is an enemy.

Love thyself says the sage,

Self-reliance yet another.

Reciprocity is Chinese I think,

And Karma means action.

I’ll take but never give

and hate all that isn’t me.

Reciprocate insults and injuries

yet never have a kind word

that isn’t spiked with enmity.

My karma will lie black

on the uneven scale-

that defines a polarity

within the world.

I’ll be unkind

in relation to adversity.

An alien of mankind.

Alive to spite sincerely-

anyone who prays

for my benefit.

Leave me my guilt

and shame-

it is you who wishes

to be clean.

Not me.

So scrub away

till you bleed.

Forgive me not

for my sins.

Free me not from

my guilt.

Release me never

from my cage.

I own up

and regret nothing.

I deny you the power

of your dumb opinions-

so chew and choke

upon them.

And without your feeble words

you have no ammunition

against this Abomination

that you yourself created.

Without fear

I am free

and lock you

within the cage-

of self doubt

and bigotry.

Without looking back-

I throw away the key.