Rage doesn’t work in a poem,
not that I haven’t tried.

I’m speaking of how-dare-you rage —
fire on the mountain rage —
claw in the eye rage —
my voice on the highest pedestal with the pedestal kicked away rage —
hang myself with my own words rage —
never liked you in the first place rage —
learned to hate you over time rage —
with you or without you rage —
step away from the pain rage —
tell the damn truth rage —
love’s-that’s-really-rage rage —
not that anyone can see it rage —
skin flayed off my face rage —
bloody, fainting heart rage —
don’t care if it hurts rage —
afraid to die rage —
sea water consuming the earth rage —
the end of everything and beginning of everything rage —
nothing like it rage —
as good as laughter rage.
All that I am rage.