there's something so confusing
about anger.
it flows through tears
and in the breeze of items flying
towards walls.
in harsh words.
behind sighs.
its emotional and dark.
its painful.
it shows feelings so disastrous,
but love too deep.
"SOME POEMS FROTH AND FOAM AND RISE ... OUT OF MY MORNING CUP OF MIST-SWEETENED COFFEE"
- SANOBER KHAN, TURQOUISE SILENCE
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