RUDE

Brain buzzing
no caffeine
just one million tiny bees
Poke and sting and
All day long
Whine derisive
Busy songs
It could care less if I like it
Just tell me to fucking bite it
Brain roaring
No release
Just the growl of “On your knees”
pumps my skull to
Overflow
Cracks and threatens to explode
The man inside me screams forever
I would kill to make it better
Brain whispers
“If you please”
Points to things beyond my reach
Weep and beg for
Dragon’s treasures
Pays no heed to
counter measures
Wallowing in a tarry sorrow
Asks if I’d beg, steal, or borrow
Things I neither want nor need
I dream of a peaceful ‘morrow
Forged of terse but kindred creed