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what monsters do

when they see
your back is broken
in their hands

curled into a permanent apology
defeated by bloody rage

neck veins bulge
teeth are bared
the monster’s screams
billow through the ceiling

for you have only angered
the monster more
by reminding it
of its nonsense box

of long since
broken things

“Our anger and annoyance are more detrimental to us than the things themselves which anger and annoy us.”

– Marcus Aurelius

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