1-1-17

I want to tell the story
And include something burning
Or maybe melting
Smoke and danger, destruction
Even as it was happening I wanted
Chaos
Eruption
Something thrown at a wall
Shattering
Applause
But it was just the feeling of trying to carry
All the grocery bags from the car
Up the stairs in one trip
And one of them slowly slipping
Out of your grasp
The slowness of learning to fight
Without talking, your whole life
A glacier of anger creaking