Rage

Writer's Cramp - 12/27/25 - 14 lines

Rage

Sometimes
You are
In total control.
And then on another day
All semblance of order and calm is
A fever dream you had that night you ate too much.
Chaos reigns in your world and for the life of you, sudden rage.

It is at the time of utter and complete primal anger that you
Grab a pillow, scream into that fluffy puff ball until hoarse.
A little noise, a lot of drama
But suddenly your body calms.
You can smile.
A truce
Again.


Prime and reverse prime form - 14 total lines