i have never

had a wonderful day

and wanted to

slave over the keyboard

for hours

in a frenzy

feeling pain

come up and down

and in and out

and pure exhaustion

and climax

i have never

had a wonderful day

and had a brain full

of dark ideas

that most people

would be afraid

to put on paper

those ideas

feel the best

to get out

like

breaking a law

like

kissing your sister

when peace

when forgiveness

when charity

when happiness

feels as good

as expelling demons

on the poem

i will pick

a religion

until then

i would rather

keep my anger