There are moments,
A scream buried
deep inside begins
rising to the surface

Push it back down, steady-
Letting it out would
surely be unpleasant

Why is it there, anyway?
Big picture, I am ok

Still, frustrations pile
one on top of another
and another, attempting
a coup inside my brain

Truth is, their power is limited

One tangerine sky at the
end of a cool Spring day
and my heart instantly
returns to the helm

And that scream?
It dissipates in a single breath