The rage my father had slept deep inside,
he transferred the energy, his demons,
electricity passed into my brain,
rage transfers, a chemical reaction,
anger elicits attention, fight, flight,
gin and tonic, rum and coke, whiskey neat,
endless supplies release with a beverage,
murder never entered my mind, to kill,
yes, to kill them in their sleep, too easy,
fuck me if you think I want to enter
an exclusive club, juvenile felons,
take your horseshit justice system,
get stuffed,
heat I can take, but they fucked me for life,
even at fifty, I cannot forget,
remember to forgive, again,
get stuffed,
humans forgive themselves
for getting fucked,
as a child, I grew up with alcohol,
despite my intelligence, their logic
slipped under my radar, I caught no blips,
little I could do but rebel, take drugs,
enter my private hell, my own demons,
perhaps they were my father's demons, too,
tripping on acid was my one escape,
drugs took my attention off of the pain,
effaced my confusion with one small hit,
enter the world of lysergic acid,
psychedelic trips inside my own mind,
inside the suffering, sorrow and pain,
nothing I felt, blasted out of my mind,
slipped into depression for three decades,
in his fist, the amateur pugilist,
dropped me into his private hell, descend
endlessly until death ended his rage.
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