the language of anger anger its own lingo has
raspier than the raspberries of anguish
nor the gushy flushy writhings of terror steepled off at it's own cliffpoint
Tis a dictum of duress
get me mad,self, and i've an idiots vocabulary
my tongue seeks to be birthed in nazareth whilst speaking in golgotha shrieks
and that dazing gaze of judgementalism
leapeth to the stage, unstaggering
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