Anger

'Thats
a
clear-
ly
la-
belled
re-
cy-
cl-
ing
bin,
So
why
the
fuck
have
you
shoved
your
half
eat-
en
sand-
wich
in
that
bin?
The
waste
bin
is
ov-
er
there.'

Said with an fiery rhythm
as I pound his
poor blooding sandwich chewing face
into the side
of the slowly denting bin.
'I'm sorry it just angers me, that's all.'