Red hot anger curls itself around his mind as easily as anything. <br /> <br />His mind plagued by visions of passionate, uninhibited acts of rage, trivial in nature. <br /> <br />The rage cooks his insides with the heat of a fire fueled by the spitting demons of despair and loss. <br /> <br />The demons spread their wings and chorus at their own volition. <br /> <br />His sanity teeters on the brink, his body heaving, his mind racing. <br /> <br />However with such thought comes an unexplained clarity like a cooling shower after a bout of boiling flu. <br /> <br />Relief spreads across his shaking frame as easily as pencil across a page. <br /> <br />A calming breath is exhaled, his shaking eased, his mind his own once again.<br /><br />Daniel Gelinas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rage-18/
