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