Anger and Rage
22 Jan 2004
I hold the future in my hands.
I struggle with it.
I fight it.
I tug and pull and do battle with it.
Before long the struggle is over and I am in ecstasy.
Thoughts burn like fire through the current of my mind.
Images dance and twist before my eyes
As a menagerie, a theater of my thought.
I wipe the sweat from my forehead and fall
Onto the softness of a cloud.
Such is true love.