Seeing Red Is a Poor Descriptor

when people talk about anger
and its power to take over you
they call it
"seeing red."

but honestly, I don't see that;
all the colours still look the same.
what you see doesn't change at all--
it's the way you feel it that does

"seeing red" is an out-of-body experience
and something about the world doesn't feel right anymore.
it's distorted somehow
like the earth is spinning off-kiler
and then so am I

there's no sense of control
the point of no return was long ago signaled
but you honestly aren't sure when it happenend.
a switch that has been quietly flipped, perhaps
or a cliff that you've jumped off on accident
but maybe you thought you were dreaming;
I don't know.

I don't know anything
except that when it comes over me
there's no rationalising, no control
and I am the loose nuclear canon missile
that wreaks havoc and destroys,
leveling whole cities
and the entire world in its wake.