Anger washed over
Me all over,
Yet it was not there a moment ago
While I was listening to the sound of the world
Passing by me,
What made this,
What created this
Awful unwanted yet constantly occurring predicament?
Life seems unbearably dull without it.
I won’t kneel to this watchful dog,
I know it’s been summoned by his master,
In this life of secure measures,
Fear is pointless,
Fright out of fashion,
Adrenaline dosed up by horror movies.
What paper world we have!
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