Calm Down

There’s a gallon of paint
leaking on your head
breaching from the tread
of a ship so small


There’s a talon that’s claims that you can’t
and you never will
Crawl away from the razor edged depressant


There’s a lack of sanity
seeking what you fed
calm down
quit accusing me
Quit abusing the
peace that I have only because you haven’t found it

Your envy of my elation
is the frustration you project to my location
Falls the fray of seasons as you are the rugged edge to my life