Rage
Blood turns to stone,
Oxygen exits my veins;
Acid leaks down my throat,
As I am hit, full-force,
By a flash flood of my own doing.
I wear nothing but flesh;
No protection from this
Hellish heat;
This jagged boulder
Obscuring my gut.
Wafts of cheap public toilets
Slide through my nostrils,
‘Josie’s a fucking slut’
-Slurred on the walls, they replicate the flame
Encasing me
Smoke from the Auschwitz chimneys
Seep through my pores,
I should have known,
But no one ever does.
The way it lurks in on its prey
Pounces, and then envelops you;
Captivates you;
Strikes you
To the core of your dignity
Rips it out to masticate it; stark,
Right in your face
Staring down at you,
piercing, cursing your eyes
With His own.
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