I got lost in that ill-conceived, self-created jungle
today, tearing my head apart like a half baked
chimpanzee on heat, falling prey to ignorantly
spoken imprudence in the world of words. Finding
myself burning on the stake for provoked exchange.
saved only by my primal central scream, which echoed
and screamed right back, had me do a “Tarzan”, swung
my sorry arse straight out of that sodden perpetuated
place, infused with misery and slain with self condolence.
Flung high above the festering rot below my flight, I hung
on for the excruciating ride to the sweet swelling river bed
and landing like a fairy, faintly on my feet, let my 21st Century
irritations slip on downstream with the twigs and trout.
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