Today, I win

Today I win

I win my temper.

Breath short and sharp,

Pounding heavy on pride

Lull to a calm, an understanding that,

I have no humour, take things too seriously

Throw salt outside the door – over my left shoulder

Because I Will Purge With Religious Fury

The people who sass reserved seats on the bus

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