I am a speed dialled emotion
an ex-employee from hell
my name
is
written in capitals
all over narrow alley walls
where blood traded its lingered beauty
in kind

the wind envies me
for the way I blow
into oblivion
the unforgettable truth
and its reason

disguised in a moment
of adorned power
a flightless bird
is flapping its wings out of instinct

this is the apology of a tsunami
on the peaceful shore
of a Sunday morning
my trail is a promise

but I will pass