"Sturm and Drang" by Martin H. Levinson

The weather in the

living room is bad

drenching mockery

claps of ridicule

derision and contempt

my insides are

icing up from

the cold stares

I'm getting

flaps are stuck

saying sorry

shouldn't have

called you a bitch

when you told me

to get a life

should have just

thought about it

body's shaking

big mouth's buckled

clemency gauge

down to zero

looks like a

rough landing with

a long layover

for repairs before

we can fly again.