Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Dear Anger,

You reacted on my behalf to...
A noise interrupting my peace
A cold wet sensation in my pants
An emptiness in my tummy.
Yell, thrash, kick and punch.

My powerlessness pissed me off.
You rose from my soul uncontrollable.
Not enough love
Not enough attention
I want something now
Humiliation
No Fair!
Its not funny!

I learned to use you for amusement.
Young Man Blues
Rebel Without a Cause
Stir you together with some fresh testosterone and adrenaline.
A powerfully intoxicating mix.
I loved you then.

I found more sophisticated uses for you.
Push the asshole's buttons.
You rose inside of him
And took control of the bully.
I can use you for the forces of good
Now that is funny!

I became the alpha dog.
You came when the pups were under threat.
Primordial force up from my toes
Unleashed toward the source.
Look what you did for the pack.
Look what you did to me.

You hit me up side my head.
Where the hell did you come from that time?
My intentions were good.
You came from a wounded soul, a soul I didn't know.
I hide from you.

What purpose do you serve?
How can a civilised man get you under control?
You are so powerful, unpredictable, useful, destructive.
Stay away please
I hate you now.

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