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I Was Breathing Brick Mad

I was breathing brick mad.
Fire truck kick off the side of a cliff bad.
My face was fury full.
There was no hiding it.

I was infuriated,
Wishing I had a machete or a sword.
Slicing off her head, or her hand
Might have been a bit of satisfaction.

I had been way too good to her.
I spent the day thinking how ungrateful she is.
Thinking how embarrassing it is to be this betrayed.
Wondering how I could make her pay, and in a mean way.

I was banshee-screaming, crying, wailing, sailing mad.
I threw things around, cut things up, and sliced up wallpaper.
Nothing was safe. I was in full revenge girl mode.
Wailing and keening did not help. I was breathing brick mad.

Written Feb. 10, 2019
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
Contest: Capture the Emotion

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Date: 2/11/2019 7:01:00 PM
Now, that is mad! Like: "full revenge girl mode". Good one.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/12/2019 12:00:00 AM
When I am mad, the entire neighborhood knows it, and I live in a house a block from my neighbors. They come out to their porch to hear my pirate swearing because I am also yelling loudly enough to bring the police and the fire department.
Date: 2/11/2019 6:51:00 PM
Wow Caren, I'd have to get on the wrong side of you. Someone had better watch out. I enjoyed the read, my friend....Peter
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 2/12/2019 12:01:00 AM
My husband has been the recipient of my wrath, and some days he sees "it" coming and he puts on his headphones, takes the dog in his lap, and they slide casually into a closet or under a desk, being totally silent.