Ragings Poem by Nathaniel Graves

Ragings



Ragings flourish in the noise,
Torrents.
Making me feel...
Uneasy.
Straining my sight rightfully wrong.
Obvious in the midst,
Expressing a TINY little restraint;
A raging, torrenting in the midst,
That shouldn't have been there before...

-1/17/2010-

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