Discipline

That tone –
teeth clenched
lips taut
the coldness
in your gaze

I swallow
anxiously
shifting
foot to foot

await
raise of hand
fist clenched
in ball of rage

smugness
vanquished
in ominous wait

but you pause
step back
straighten
mouth relaxing
into a grin

with a twinkle
admit
you might have
done the same.

(Written for All The Shoes I Wear, whose prompt is ominous.

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15 comments

      1. Interesting! Did you work on different endings as part of revision when you wrote the poem, or did you go back to the poem after some time had passed and change the ending because it no longer seemed right?

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