[poem]

Stop. 

That rush of power.

Energy.

Coursing.

Making blood surge,

boil,

turn to acid.

Like a poison.

Drives to madness.

Frustration turns to a cold, cold anger.

Icy thoughts, frigid desires.

Body locks up,

frozen.

Expressionless.

Have to unthaw,

can’t show the cold

no matter how much…

Reverse the process,

let the ice melt,

boil,

surge,

course,

energize,

power,

rush,

done.

Resume.