November 21, 2009

to blow off some steam

I would like to take a bottle

A smooth, curvy bottle with a slender neck

A slender neck that I could grip, squeeze

Choke between my chubby fingers that could grab it

Each finger firmly pressing into it’s position

And I would take this bottle

Bring it above my shoulder

And hit it, break it

Smash it against a wall so that it would break into a million pieces

Perhaps this bottle could’ve been filled with water

And this water would’ve sprayed against the walls, the rugs, and me

But I’m not a violent person