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C.C. Hogan

Your Anger

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An angry, challenging rant to a lover who desperately needs to vent her anger.

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Shout at me
Go on
You know you must
You want to
You have to
Your brain is fizzing
Sizzling
Grizzling
With your needs
Your heeds
Your deeds.
Oh, you're frustrated
Deflated
Debased in your desire
To desire!
Sex, is that it?
No, fuck sex
You want to shout
Give out
Spout
Crap on the world
Pour fire on it
Ignite it
Stress it.
Are you stressed
In your little dress?
You moan
And groan
And never get it done.
Well do it!
Sod it!
Flog it.
Spit the venom out
In my face
Come on!
Dare you!
Get closer
Get angrier!
I want to feel it
Breathe it
Smell it
As it pumps from your nostrils
From your mouth
From your red eyes
Your tush and your puss!
I want to hear your woes
From top to toes
Louder and louder!
"Fuck you!" You shout
Didn't hear you…
"FUCK YOU!"
Better
So, come here
Right up
Nose to nose
GIVE IT YOUR ALL!

And then
I will kiss you
Deeply
Lovingly
Caringly
Softly
Gently
Quietly
Slowly

And it will all go away.
Cos that is what a lover is there for.

 

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