Sometimes you can feel a little unhappy
Cranky without any particular reason
Like you want to kick the cat for having whiskers
Or yell at someone for breathing too loud.
You know it’s not reasonable
But you don’t care
It’s like the whole world is chewing
With an open mouth
Or making squeaky sounds on the blackboard
And just won’t stop.
In such a case it’s good to have an outlet
For your petulance
Something you can do alone so you don’t alienate
Like chopping wood
Or digging a grave.
Personally I find that
There’s nothing like the presence of death to get me in a better mood.