Why am I angry?

I can't let go of anger today
Sending frustrated feelings 
into other people's worlds
like post-it notes of grr.

Little things,
I want to throw my phone,
I want to smash a face
or delete all the interweb fish that swim
into my life.

Building, pain in red here
where a heart should be
and flashing on the innocent
who can't help but misunderstand me

Because it is me I am yelling at,
me that didn't finish the book
didn't write Christmas cards
didn't forgive Nils
and didn't have children who would stay
but somehow must live their own lives.

How can they know
I am always frowning
at a world that won't cooperate
that throws dead cats in the way.

I am always annoyed
internally flashing
on the tiniest minuscule photon of a thing
because the anger
must externalize somewhere
Why not the sun?