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Within the clamorous, thunderous din
Of platitudes decayed,
A fortress did I build around
My pure and unspoiled anger.

Defiant of those civilized, yet
Mercenary, minds
Whose predatory visions would
Defile my pristine rage,

I locked my passions dark and deep
Behind those solemn walls,
And ruled as solitary king
The palace of my fury.

But breeding only with themselves,
My wrathful echoes died;
I stalk the vacuous corridors,
A beast trapped in a cage.

 
This poem originally appeared in the 2009 collection Sixty-Six.