When frustration rises
When the scowl grows narrower
The brain aches like a needle going through
The eyes squint in strange anger
It's time to leave
Time to stop this crazy
Time to take a break
For sleep to take over
For the mind to be away from this cacophony
Not of birds but of these man made humans of nature
To feel quiet
Let's leave
Let's cease to be for awhile
Then maybe
These impulsive spurts of anger will slowly ebb away
I will be serene for a while
I will be me for a while
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