Poem #102

Anger. So much anger.
I can’t say it’s eating me up inside
because right now it’s the only
thing inside of this body.

So much anger.
I feel like breaking things, tearing
buildings down, interrupting the course
of time by throwing clocks around.

So much fucking anger.

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