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Gas On The Flame

I am too full of anger,

of malice,

of frustration,

to look anyone

in the eyes today.


I glance up,

and see a young boy,

probably around 3 or 4,

smiling at me.


I look away from him.


That little shit is pouring gas on my flame.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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