Anger festers like fire
It’s grows higher
With no escape
In contemplative silence
I wait
Eternal the feeling
There goes the ceiling
Windows hot to touch
No end near
Temperature rising
With an end not enough
No cry for water
No protest for it to stop
I let it burn
Till disfigured
Till completely engulfed
A horror of my making
A self inflicted forsaking
Aching for a breath
A mere puff
But I let it fester
And conceal longer
With not much but a smile on face
Cracking wise: a court jester
All teeth, no tears
All jovial, no sighs
To live another day
Reluctantly alive