Spewing
You bring out an anger in
me that I never knew
existed - it's building
like a volcano erupting 
from some inner hell
Raucous, drunken slurs
spewing your mumbled
apologies in the wake
of lives shattered from 
empty promises you 
cannot keep
How can I stop
this broken
merry-go-round
that has long
imprisoned me
I want to get off...
Lynn West
2009
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