treading

water during the

day to day

during the

9 to five

full of hatred

full of anger

but willed with

the cowardice of

those who hope

there’s a “god”

so as to get

that secret justice

that they so

passionately desire

on a daily basis

when they flick on

the television &

see another

dastardly deed

gone awry

as if it will all

make sense some

day, as if it is

owed to the faithful

&

this is the one

who bides his/her

time, who holds it

all in, whose fists

clench more often

than not & in the

event that the state

calls said individual

into the courtroom,

in the event that they

walk behind a badge,

in the event that they

sit with their finger on

the button, they gain a

psychotic faith in

themselves in which

to be the direct extension

of the “god” whose

justice they desire one

day to see,

can be a temptation

that for many

can be much too

great.