i can see that. he's been angry
for a long
time,
for as long as i've known him.
he's the guy
in a bar fight,
the road rage guy,
the guy in line at the store,
telling everyone
to hurry up,
he's that guy.
the domestic violence guy,
the protester in the street guy
with a mask
on, holding a sign.
he's battling the police
the system,
the government.
he's been fighting his entire
life.
i ask him why,
why so angry, but i stand back
just in case he takes
a swing.
he shakes his head,
don't you see what's going on here,
he says.
don't you understand
the mess we're in?
not really, i tell him,
but quickly backpedaling
to duck his right.
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