The red evaporated.

A honk of the horn
the red evaporated
and the light turned green
the street stains
they disappeared
and the car
that stopped to long
scurried by
the driver out of a daze
chances are they kept going
that car behind them
clutching onto angst
for a matter of a second
seems eternity
when their stresses
keep pushing upon ones scull
the brain pulsating
taking in
trying to let go
trying to determine why
and how many times
and as all the thoughts
intensify and build
the driver puts a foot upon the gas
a quick left
a quick crash
and the red seeps out
soiling the streets once again
because anger
makes the brain react
in circumstances
in which it’s better
to sit back
and wait your turn.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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