Cathy Hodgson

Rookie - 396 Points (USA Ohio)

Hot Water - Poem by Cathy Hodgson

A note to self

Anger serves no purpose
It doesn’t satisfy the wounded
It does not resolve the delinquent
It boils up like a festered infection
Running oozing pus, it runs despondent
In a stink causing an antisocial infestation
Initiating all to tread on broken egg shell
It curves a wedge in a work of soul partnering
It is the death of many, a lonely incarcerated state
Soon festers to include no one but an egotistical
Singular resentful state of unlikelihood to the lifeless


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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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