Escaping Anger Poem by RIC BASTASA

hello anger, where have you been?
don't you like my kitten? It is missing you.
Don't you feel its hunger? It's thirst for you.

IT is its thirst that thirsts you. Don't you fret.
There is more to be done in this imperfection
Of what is felt and what cannot be touched
By our fingers.

hello anger, don't you have a comma for me?
Don't you stop for a while and see a new landscape of
Ourselves?

I am inside myself. A rock. A river sometimes.
You too. A rock. A river sometimes.

There is this lively brook inside a book.
And I am trying to figure out some
Happy characters for you.

Hello anger. You smirk. Thank you anger. Goodbye.