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Blood throbs
In time with the fist
Cracking on bone,
The scene swirls
Around in my head
Rage-reaction
To the gas lighting attempt,
Barely restrained,
Green monster wants
Out.

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It’s hot,
Cooled only by spattered blood

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Whispering to me
My voice inside

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If You Could Break Me

If you could break me
how many pieces would you strive for?

A split in two,
have me broken down into fourths,
a complete s h a t t e r i n g –

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Temples throb
In time with the urge

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Manic rage
Vibrating the nerves

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Thundering beat
Demanding blood

RAGE

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

You May Not
See It On My Face
You May Not
Hear It In My Voice 

But The Inner Me
You Cannot See

The Eyes Series: The Storm of the Eye

There’s a storm
that resides in her eyes –
swirling, blowing –
destroying inwardly

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Visions
Inside my head
A movie
Cycling the gore
And horror
Of what I want to
Do.

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Little things,
I see red,
Hands clench,
A need to hear
Cries of pain
From stupidity.

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I feel the demon rouse,
Talons flex
Blood drips, from lengthening
Fangs,
I watch,
Possessed,

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I have a bloody smile
I want to share
With all the boys n girls,
Genocide
Impartially handed out,

Taunting Thunder

Taunting thunder
Bring on the storm
Rail against the rain
Scream at the sea’s form

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Restraint
When the voices scream
Inside
And urge you on
To horrible things
Linger, not too much
On how sweet
It would be
To give in
Just this
Once

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Swim through
Blood black
Vistas,
Strength lent,
Pound the issues down,

Maps

every move of love and rage
by a gushing heart’s valve
maps to a self drawn image
on the same orbit to revolve

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Apathy to rage
A blink of the eye
The joys of fast cycling,
The flare of green
Wanting nothing more
Than my fist

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Anger surges into
Swirling mass of hatred
Contained, just barely
Within my breast

A Heart Like A Stormy Sea

He had a heart like a stormy sea

Crashing and pounding on rocky shores

Then he met her and her calm heart

And the storm doesn’t rage anymore.