Anger is heavy
A stagnant receipt
Carved in cold stone
From some past transaction
Where expectations
Weren’t met
Or communication
Broke down
That menacing weight
Pulls us down
As we drag it around
Hoping that one day
We’ll trade it in
At some unscheduled deal
Where we’ll unload this chip
And our needs will be met
Or someone
Will have to pay
And so we trudge on
Carrying it stubbornly
Lugging it laboriously
Struggling to move forward
As the weight grinds us down
Until we realize
Finally
That the best deal of all
Is to let go
Just let it go
Just put the damned thing down
And move on
Let go of the past
Whatever the matter
Let go of the infuriating
Inner chatter
Let go
Set it down
And don’t pick it up again
Forgive and forget
And the weight of the rage
Will be gone
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