I know I anger easily

I'm weaker than I thought

I find it hard to forgive

I find it hard to admit


but in easier moments

I can let temporary madness go

an outburst of frustration

crowned with a need to lay prostate


and how I wake up depends on all

that is beyond my control

and acceptance is the hardest thing

harder than confessing the thorn in the soul


for us who anger easy there is yet

a channeling for the red waves of anger

to announce the Word no one needs to hear again

as if something new were brought forth


and a way to watch it eddy out

and find its place in the elements

these are things we leave behind

things ever attendant despite the talisman








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