Anger from nowhere

Anger from nowhere always throws me for a loop

I thought it was the past?

It sometimes becomes the present.

Anger from nowhere has no place

It’s misplaced, misaligned, get misinterpreted, misread.

It is like cutting back to the past where the knifes where sharp.

The jagged cuts that took so long to heal have healed

Anger from nowhere makes them seep makes them weep.

It’s shards of glass to small to see but not to feel.

It feels like a cactus thorns prick it hurts.

Momentary laps momentary fall back

Momentary fears, Old habits die hard

Or maybe they just become comatose, complacent, contrite.

Should I be on guard for anger from nowhere.

Should I see it for what it is?, misplaced, misaligned mistaken.