What a
Sick thing climbing
Up and out
Never to return again cause it's
Enough already
It’s
So much enough now that
I almost shove it out
Cupping my hands together thinking
Off off outtt
And howl
Like a wolf but fiercer
Teeth more
gritted and
Gripping what seeps out of my intestines pushing
It like no now is
not the time
Not the time for
Minor fuss
It’s time for
Big things
Major changes
And I am sick of
Waiting