years of
sitting perfectly
still
avoiding any
notice
has honed my
external patience
into an implaccable
wall while inside
i rage and
scream in the
divots of my skull
sitting perfectly
still in a
raging inferno
ignoring the
blistered flesh
as i shrivel
under the intense
scrutiny of
absent disinterest
an iceberg bobbing
on the arctic sea
microorganisms
of malicious intent
patiently waiting
for a tropical
current to
ease the rigidity
in crystalline
structuring
enough to seep
into the pleasant
breeze