this anger is intangible:
seething & unyielding /
unfounded & embarrassed.
this anger is tangible:
i grip it, clasp it, twitch
& mold it between my
palms (watch it hit the
scars you carved there).
this anger is. . misguided?
is it at you i scream, throat
bursting at its edges with
rough hewn rose thorns,
or me, tears falling as honey,
cementing your wordsliesharks?
this anger is sentient:
prowling through a barren life,
feasting on fresh cut misery &
sipping from choppy pools of
nostalgia — this anger is restless.
this anger is paranoid:
twitching up at a whisper of
your return, eyes gleaming /
teeth bared; careful steps
as i reveal too much, always
too much, about youyouyou.
this anger is justified-
this anger is illogical-
this anger is real & loud
& blazing, charring my
flesh as your smile is
bathed in crimson wails.
- theodore (07.31.22)
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shoebox | a poetry collection
Poetry" 𝑖'𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒙 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝒃𝒆𝒅. . . " - a collection of poems written by yours truly - " . . . 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒅𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 . "
