Anger

Anger is blood red,

It tastes like a fiery ghost chilli burning my tongue and melting my stomach,

It smells like choking smoke from a torrid bonfire,

It looks like a frowning ball of fire shooting from a screaming cannon,

It sounds like a vexed volcano erupting onto the fields below,

It feels like the razor-sharp claws of hissing cats,

Anger makes me feel like the devil.

by Irwin Class