shrapnel embedded in lungs
that heave with whispered riots
weighed down by leaden sentences
and collapsing peace of mind.
shards of the tempest
are finding their home
in untruths caught under the tongue
left behind with the last bite of power
that didn't go down easy.
authority has pressed the tides
to the tips of fury filled fingers
turning fists into tropical storms
whose blue wall only breaks
on fleshen shores.
they say lightning never strikes twice
in the same place
now it is striking tenfold
as if to make up
for lost time.