THE BEAST STILL LINGERS

The thunderstorm slows, the rain abates There is that eerie wind, then silence that follows like a stray dog and you remember screaming as the rain poured in cursing, every curse you knew. And now all is silence, a steady drip in the kitchen And the raving maniac that you became is quiet, the fire forgotten for now But like the storm the beast still lingers And now the storm has passed taking my anger with it.