The Taste of Anger

Anger

chokes me like

stale

cigarette smoke

burns my mouth like

sour bitter fruit

fills my chest with

heavy

silence

Chases me down

and leaves me

raging

falling

from a monster

called

sadness.

I modified this prompt somewhat because I wanted to see what I would end up with- I was happy with the result.

Inspried by SFC Prompt: Poem in Your Pocket

 

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