Anger spurted forth from her
Like a volcano spews forth fiery lava from the bowels of the earth
Blood-red in color
Was the color of her anger
Anger
Wrath
Scorn
Contempt
Stewing
Simmering
Brewing
Boiling
Building in momentum
Until it would be better for everyone concerned
Had it burst
Burst like a blood blister
Painful
Pulsating
Throbbing
Until the only thing left for you to do is squeeze
And then
*POP*
*POP*
You watch as the pus
Oh so slowly
Oozes down
Like bloodied tears
Red
The same vivid shade as Pele's hair
Of Hawaiian lore
Such was her wrath.
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PoetryHer mouth opened and words poured forth like so much torrential rain. Completed
