This Fortress

photo credit: Johans tilted tripod Kinbane castle via photopin (license)

Calm –
I do not mean you calm.
That is what the world says
When the world speaks to me.

When car horns growl
And strangers bare fangs
In laughter and smiles.
When deadlines are wielded like weapons

And the second hand slices through the air
Like the judgement of a guillotine blade.
When the rising anger of sound batters the stones of my soul
Until the inevitable crash of the bricks of this fortress to the ground.

Calm –
I do not mean you calm.
That is what the world says
When the world is becoming too real for me.
 
© 2019 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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