Poetry from Brianna Dawn.

buttons & caps

pushing buttons
getting under one’s skin
setting off a fuse

bottling up a
short temper within

busting a cap
raising hell –
better dodge that bullet –

cold shoulders,
silent stare

when they say
all is well –
it isn’t,

they watch their own
blood pressure rise
behind their heated eyes
breaking points
slamming doors

people wonder

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