Like two drunks, blind from blood, sweat, tears
Lurching at each other, stumbling through oncoming traffic
Swinging madly at each other
Punches flung past each other
Fists driving into reflections of ourselves, in pools of blood on the pavement
Smash my head on the windshield of a yuppie terrorist SUV
Stupid Ugly Violence, driving by, killing the environment while we kill each other
I don’t know if auto insurance covers the act of homicidal emotionally insane maniac
No longer is this domestic violence, nothing domesticated about
Pure wild anger barely disguised as words, typewritten or spoken, or slurred
Hammering out my anger on the keyboard
My fingers swollen bloody, nails ripped off
This computer monitor is minutes away from flying across the living room
Only wish you were there to catch it with your head
Yeah this is ugly mean and vengeful, I say these things into the ether
because you don’t give me the time of day to say them to you
You won’t even give me the satisfaction of being heard
And so I yell into the void that is cyberspace
There is no sound in a vacumm
There is no sound in the emptiness of black space
So I ready myself for another dark time of nightmares and bad dreams
Wishing that I would not wake up again from the sound of my screams
Yes, I am at one with the universe, the peace of nature flows through me
I am a creature of love and creation
nay, homicidal ideation