Anger

Whining is not only graceless, but can be dangerous. It can alert a brute that a victim is in the neighborhood.
-- Maya Angelou


My Monster by tex norman

What was I doing wrong?
I ask the taboo question.
I now wonder why.
I was a nerd in 1957,
I didn’t know the nuances
of Faulkner’s magic.
Thinking the same question,
finally, I got mad.
I was afraid to probe
my secret heart,
bloody and pulsating.
Anger shook the monster
off my shoulder,
to scuttle under the bed.
The monster growled.

My monster remains
in residence.
Slightly Amended Time
Slightly amended time
is offered,
shared,
scheduled,
collected to reuse, re-cycled.

Now we have the capability
of canning
dedication,
stuffing so many extras,
nurtured, fired up,
busy,
loose.
Don’t forget,
I have been lost
striving to be good.