herricaine

calm, pulse
gentle breeze
caresses me
now it quickens
gathers speed
the heart in tow
oars in the water
begins to row

racing now sweating
pumping, pounding
damn near drowning

bile is rising
throat is
burning

eyes are blurred
stomach stirred

mouths gone dry
i begin to cry
within the prison
continue to try

the wry expression
leering, peering
in
dread and loathing
the froth is coming
blue then
sickly green
purple yellow
orange then
black
lighting flash
no where to dash
hail and rain
flood waters rush
gentle touch
for now as such
it turns to pain
how can egress ensue
when the herricane
comes in to view
batten down the tongue
hide all emotions the
humiliation has begun.
retreat first passive
then aggressive
the end will come
when the storm
is done
there is no way to
get away
so settle down
all is grey
here she comes
the herricaine