Drive Me Mad
drive – me mad
or wild – insane
mundane
all the same
harassing loud
four-wheel
off-road on the
road wheelies abound
dogs barking
in every yard
pass the rage on
barrio hounds
some are not intuitive
or peaceable
pretended strength
stereotyped characters
intentions are not
peace and love
but an Instinct
macho au naturel – futile
–LE
CynOp 
4 responses to “Drive Me Mad”
Love the way the opening lines pull me into this poem! ❤
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Thank you, Layla… l’m pleased you liked it 😀
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This has a nice smooth rhythm.
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Thanks, Tanmay… I find very often that the rhythm is even more important than the words, though not necessarily in this case… sometimes the rage comes naturally; not much need to ‘plot it out’…; -)
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