I gave my anger to the crows

As we passed them on the road

And yet now

I have no idea where it came from

Like a volcano

Turbulent bubbles

And all the things that I struggled with

Only yesterday

Are gone

I’m not sure anything is worth

Saying anymore

It is so fleeting

This passing thought

Emotion

Feeling

Gone an hour

A moment

What is worse

Holding

Or flinging

Delivering stinging verbal blows

Are we not all

Fighting inner demons

That dissipate within

Given enough time and common sense

I gave it to the crows

My anger

Wisely

For they are used to eating dead things

Not every piece of mind needs to be discussed

Some things

Are better

Simply

Lost