When You Run Out of Spoons

[skonen_blades]

Calm exteriors can come at a high price
Still waters run deep
And deep water is where we too often dump toxic waste
By the time we run out of room we're looking at extinction
Facades can hide internal battles
Like flags hide genocide
Like nationalism hides denial
Wars can rage in the background of a smile
Behind friendly eyes
Some people are reservoirs
That take decades to fill with rain
Before overflowing
Disguised as peacemakers
Dressed as conduits
Barely holding it together though you'd never know
Until the duct tape bracing the dam
The rubber band restraining the reactor
The tin foil bars on the tiger cage
All snap
And the icing slides off of a seventy-five layer anger cake
And fists fly
Or fingers reach for the sharps
Or a grip tightens on a bottle
Because when you run out of spoons
You eat with your hands


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