She mixed vigorously.

In the bowl
she mixed vigorously
each tear that dropped
she stirred faster
and as the laugher hit
she jarred it
the spit and all
and slowly
gently
she opened the lid
and poured it into the bowl.
As she heard the festering sounds
of their anger coming out as grunts
she collected their hurtful words
and she poured them in.
Everything sort of mixed into a paste
going from blue
with a hint of yellow
mixing into green
adding in red
turning to a greyish paste
in which she finished stirring
and literally ate straight from the bowl
all their feelings
because feeling nothing
was worst
than feeling everything.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina