Fermenting Anger


A typical twilight of sorts,

caught in my mind at this late hour,

twisting and turning my innermost,

sentiment towards power.

I certainly would go for wine,

a bottle of beer that I may be candid;

and say to hell with all the swine,

that plague this world like cancer.

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