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Temper, He's ready to blow

      the meniscus 'bout ready to pop

  3 seconds from

           Temper,

              Temper

Eatin' up insides

             chewin' away at knotted intestines

     clawin' through skull & muscle

                      tearin' over skin

                                        left raw

                           blood just below the surface

Temper, He's ready to flare

    boilin' under clenched jaw

words formin' a backdraft

                   flaming up angered throat



catchin'

    latchin' onto lips,

  sealed shut

           Temper, He's simmerin'

                          then           coolin'

                              then        ready to collapse