the anger stewing inside,
churning my heart
far worse then any
ulcer i have ever experienced.
the decades long grudge
slowly bending my back
until i can touch my nose
to the sidewalk.
the canker sores
formed in my mouth
from chewing on the
bitter words until
i spew them out
on to others.
my soul spurs
in my heels caused
by trying to get
as far away from you
as quickly as i could?
made well?
dare i?
dare i?
(c) Thom M. Shuman
Venmo: @Thom-Shuman
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