BOOM

I was angry this afternoon, so I sat down to write...This is what happened. Let go. Let flow.

A torrid coal

Smoldering and incandescent

Suspended

Churning

At the core of my abyss

Manifesting

Ascending

From dark caverns

I call home.

Heat

Pulsating from within

Compressing

Shaping

Sculpting

My anger

Into a stone.

BOOM

I explode.

And

for

what?

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[MrsHydrangea]

“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned." --Buddha