Ineffectual anger

by ruby tuesday

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-02-07 18:33:00

Ineffectual anger
tonight
is skewing my perception
twisting my interpretation
though it heightens my sensation.
I am living, at least I think
I am alive
but on a large scale, I am
nobody at all
outside of this space
my body fills.
I can take getting no respect
I can handle being kicked around
I can rise against suppression
I can get over an unrequited love.
But this suffocation will undo me.
And I am feeling leaden
from this anger
choked up by this lump
in my throat.
I cannot understand how
what makes me rage
cannot turn another head.
How they cannot see
what is in front of them.
How my screams and beating fists
are whispers in an empty room.

So tonight I’m going to drink
a glass of wine
get in my car and drive 35
throught this 25 town
without my seatbelt,
my own one-woman rebellion.

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