AngerA Poem by Nicola Farren
Everything seen
is through primitive eyes. protective state with emotional ties. Loud banging noises a tightness inside. all faulted along by that primitive side. Threatening lashing and thrashing around. To the smallest of creatures and smallest of sounds. There’s no talking down nor reasoning with the primitive beast that anger is with. © 2012 Nicola FarrenReviews
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