The whole house is upside down
Pillows on the floor
And clothes around
the showers running cold
as cold as it can get
upon my exhausted nerves
yet defenseless vibes
vaporise
passing over my heated head
clenched teeth
tightened fists
could break a hundred fortress,
but not the wall of rage
rings in my pond 
huh. . . try _colder_ shower
I find it very relaxing
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//the wall of rage// it must be moving
what builds this wall of rage?
what mortar binds its bricks?
what mason sets its line
that defines such geometry?
open above (the sky)
open below (the earth)
both boundless paths for escape
come… come… free yourself
(Suki chan thanks for impromptu inspiration)
when one is in rage and takes a cold shower
it feels like a shock-but kind of a needed shock
i have done it even in winter
and the heart beat kind of freezes
the body kind of numbs
and then the chill and shivers run rampant thru’ ur head
the wall of rage has melted!!
chibi san,
thats so beautiful!
open above
open below
both boundless paths for escape…
the trouble is with the vines inbetween
the much alluring vines
that keep you entangled
we so much love to be like the vines
we stay around, we creep around
we build walls to creep upon
and sometimes they take your green blood
and turn you red