Fallout (Crank 3)

enough sleep, which is often.

Then I lose my sense of humor.)

I’m compassionate.

(Except when someone

acts like a complete idiot.

Especially in my face.)

I’m understanding.

(Except when it means I can’t

have my way, so I try to avoid

people who won’t let me have it.)

I’m kind.

(Except for those days

when, for no apparent reason,

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nbsp; I hate pretty much everyone.)

I’VE GOT A LITTLE PROBLEM

And I’m not really sure

how to fix it. Not really sure

I need to. Not really sure I could.

Life is pretty good. But once

in a while, uninvited and

uninitiated, anger invades me.

It starts, a tiny gnaw

at the back of my brain. Like

a migraine, except without pain.

They say headaches

blossom, but this isn’t so

much a blooming as a bleeding.

Irritation bleeds into

rage, seethes into fury.