Your aggression eats you up
checkout inconvenient
mouth ready to form a machine gun
finger forms into pointing object
Riled up
Your irritation clouds the day
lightening opens up from within
shoots out rage exaggerated
silence after
awkward looks
self acclaimed idiot
unwilling to control temper
Bursts out of himself
a shouting voice
growing in volume
a ruined day
sad faces return home
each holding half a kilo
of freshly harvested fear
not bad for a morning out
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