Fast Cloud of Anger

You never know
When anger
Might strike you down
Getting mad
At the simplistic things
Letting it pour
In little drops of sweat
Rising to a thunder cloud
 .
If only this
If only that
Hadn’t happened
It would all be better
Forgetting the little drops
How they formed
The cloud
Anger
 .
Angry
Hot boiling
Teakettle
Whistles high
The condensation forming in a shriek
Pushing steam
Mad, upset raindrops in hair
Turning it around
Raindrops refreshing
 .
If only
If only
I hadn’t gotten mad
In the first place
Then
I would have strayed
In a tranquil state
 .
If only now
I didn’t take flight
At the simplest jibe
That there would be a better world
A better place
If only
I could float on my cloud
To reach it
Across the white sky
Then
I would be
Happy at last
Forever to now

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