Feel it slither
down the steps of your spine,
like a dark poison
gliding.

Fingers twitch
all that slowed, the click of time,
with each second
sliding.

Vision dims
Turn a blind eye burning,
forked tongue heaving
slander.

Asmodeus grins.
From the deep: crimson churning.
A familiar presence,
anger.


.ᴮ.ᵘ.ᵗ. .ᵃ.ᶰ.ᵍ.ᵉ.ʳ. .ⁱ.ˢ. .ʷ.ᵉ.ᵃ.ᵏ.

Day by day it sits,                                                     
fermenting in the dark.                                             
power and control it knits                                       
waiting for a spark.                                                  

                           Anger it was when it was a babe,
                                          Fury its unfortunate kin.
                              In the recess of the mind it laid,
                              never forgetting the original sin.

As cool and calculated as a fiend.
Its tendrils 'round your heart now bind.
Older now, it has been weaned,
from the driveling of your mind.

Icy whispers... guiding your fists.
A power older... than the age.
His bitterness... raw feelings... persists.
An old friend... frozen anger: Rage.

Your heart the field of war,
the blood of other emotions shed.
The mind Rage's *****,
.ᴺ.ᵒ.ʷ. .ᵃ.ˡ.ˡ. .ᴵ. .ˢ.ᵉ.ᵉ. .ⁱ.ˢ. .ᴿ.ᴱ.ᴰ.

My body became home again recently.
I opened the windows
And the doors
And plant flowers outside.
Tell the others of my home,
Tell them they can find refuge here in me,
Tell them the door is open and the porch light is on,
And the spare key is under the mat.
Tell them I can force him out of their minds
As quickly as he forced himself onto their bodies.
Tell them they owe me no rent
Just keep the door open
And the flowers alive.
Tell them there are contracts and consent forms
For a reason.
Tell them you don’t get tattoos or medicines
Against your will,
Tell them that doesn’t change for a man who desires you.
Even the sun can’t touch me without my permission.
Even the moon doesn’t come until she lets him.
Even God didn’t come until I called.

I've been warned
about something
so dangerous
it can ****
" it's called love "
they said
but I answered
" It might **** me one day,
but it's also my one and only
reason to live."