Anger

Jagged words like verbal razors currently seek release
their only desire to hurt. To destroy this relationship.

Anger an unfamiliar emotion in my heart but,
I won’t bury it this time. Too much has already festered.

So this time I’ll seethe; I’ll rage; I’ll break a couple of plates.
I’ll write angry poetry that you will never see.

Once I’ve calmed down, I’ll try to talk about it.
To give you a chance to explain yourself and your words.

But know this – whatever this relationship is now,
it is certainly not what it once was and no, we are not okay.

And guess what? I’m only a little sorry to say
that we are definitely NOT okay.

2/16/24