I had the most infuriating birthday
You'll notice I past-tense it -
That is strictly apt.
It happened seventeen years from
some point in time
And I cannot recall what was
so wrong with that.
I do not remember it infuriates me!
To this day still I can't recall
the why, why, why
But sinking to that moment held
in time,
within me,
Immersion in infuriation is
no lie.
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