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Jan 2013
AN EXPLOSIVE NATURE.
UNWILLING TO ALLOW FOR RATIONAL THOUGHT.

It remains hidden.
Bubbling under the surface.

Each small detail then annoys you.
Like a mine cart going down hill,
Momentum builds.

Then you.... RELEASE.
EVERY PORTION OF YOUR BODY IS LIKE AN IRON HEATED TO A BRIGHT ORANGE.
YOUR FIST IS BALLED AND YOU JUST NEED TO EXERT EVERY OUNCE OF FRUSTRATION.
YOU YELL AND SCREAM WITH FACE CONTORTIONS WORTHY OF HELL BOUND SOULS.

or.

You bite your tongue.
Remind yourself to calm down.
Save that rage for another day.
But it's still there. Bubbling. Waiting.
It will consume you eventually.
Makana Queja
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Makana Queja  Alaska
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