disappointed but not surprised

by: enyo

Written on Janury 8, 2025; posted on March 1, 2025

"Are you angry with me?"

What meets me is a tepid wave,
a feeble sting,
the flutter of folding in,
the silence when asked,
"what's wrong?"
when a reply won't change a damn thing.

If only you had flared your feathers and
thrown open your jaw and
screeched your white hot rage and
leaked it out of our eyes and
coated with it our veins.