recalcitrant device

[fledgist]

the message does not go it is delayed
by what i cannot tell almost in rage
i seek a different path a better page
nothing appears to come to my aid
patience falters and temper's frayed
but that seems normal at this final stage
my spirit stalks like a tiger in its cage
while in and out there's a constant parade
nothing suffices to clear a tired head
help was promised but did not arrive
the panic in my heart's a heavy load
it's easy in this place for anger fed
by closing walls to keep itself alive
each stoppage acts like a most fiery goad