Anger, slowly gathering.
Black cumulonimbus of emotion,
Piling anvil heads on the horizon,
Ever rumbling threats of a great storm;
Anger, frozen as Anarctica,
Metrically ticking off each milligram of insult,
Stabbing with icicle sharpness at vulnerability,
Academically observing the squirming victim;
Anger, sudden eruption of a petrol bomb.
Splashing agony and pain in all directions.
The start of an all consuming conflagration,
Whole worlds will be destroyed;
Anger; a snake writhes and twists,
Trying to shed its unwanted akin,
Ever turning back on itself, masochistically
Tearing itself apart;
Anger, under pressure,
Constantly leaking out, wearing away,
Nagging, denegrating, alkali acids
Fossilising the self that was,
Anger. Unresolved, untouched,
Unextinguishable, unending, unrevealed.
Glossed over with smile and nod,
Varnished into a straight - jacket,
Harnessed to a lifetime's
Work of hate.
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