Long enough
In this charade
Killing myself
For a measly dime
Of your time
That you oftentimes
Felt too great a task
To deliver on schedule
While I wait
Counting minutes
Lost to my past
Ages flying fast
Life carrying on
Without my attendance
Missing in action
Absent without an excuse
Yourself
Happy as a clam
While eating cake
Not giving a damn
As it sits prettily
On ice
Frozen
In its little box
Protected from the
Elements
But unknown
Inside a storm
Brews in a cup of tea
Growing immensely
Insurgent
No longer containable
An explosion
Of controlled madness
Erupts from within
'Sayonara motherfucker!'
Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014
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