No Thank You

No thank you,
I have had quite enough
Of this
Business of being cool,
Playing it close to the chest,
Making like the feathers of water birds,
Sheltered,
Proofed,
With beads of water
Rolling off.

I’d rather be thunder,
Inconsolable
For once
Than this quiet contained thing,
Drenched
Moment by moment
In the unconquerable rains
Of disappointment.

I’ll not keep quiet,
No thank you,
With this slow hole burning
From within,
Sucking down words with smoke
Swallowing uncomfortable truths,
No.

Politely, I say,
Thank you,
but I must now
Be loud.

© K Paige Medina 9/6/2016

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