I have found myself bouncing between anger and worry this past month. Anger over the huge changes happening in my life. Worry about the huge changes happening in my life. Neither emotion is very helpful. In fact, they both can make you fairly sick if allowed to persist.
Saint Marty is trying to let go, get a little zen about everything. Anger and worry management ain't easy.
Anger
Management
by: Martin Achatz
What does
that term mean
In its CPA
tone and style?
As if all
you have to do
At the end
of the month
Is tally a
column of fuck yous,
Balance it
against I’m sorrys,
Depreciate
the number of days
Between
offense and repentance,
Multiply
by 2.75 for inflation,
Add a cost
of forgiving adjustment.
I’m sure
Microsoft offers
Software
to help with calculations.
You can
even file your Happiness
Return
online nowadays to expedite
Things. No sense spending hours
With a
therapist rehashing old miseries,
Distant
mothers, abusive spouses,
Alcoholic
grandfathers who fondled
You under
midnight sheets.
No reason
to go to the U. N.,
Negotiate
for troops to patrol
The rubble
of Baghdad, Kabul
To keep
machine gun peace.
Anger,
whether a fresh gout of blood
Or a
ribbon of pink keloid,
Should be
simple. A matter of knowing
The proper
form to submit,
As easy as
sending an invitation
To your
son’s first birthday.
Just bring
a gift, maybe
A quart of
vanilla ice cream.
There will
be balloons, cake, a game
Of pin the
tail on the donkey.
Prizes for
everyone.
