~ The Poet's Place Cafe~

Whew, you're right, I completely missed that. I almost thought an entire re-write would be needed, but here's the fix:

Angry words scratched upon the page
Muscles taunt the tension of my soul
Mere words framed in my mind enrage

Tear, tear the page from the roll
Full of anger and negative energy
Face appears like a troll

My frustration begins to flee
The blender shreds the evidence
I no longer suffer the pain of me

Pouring the pulp into a dense
Dekle made of plastic and wood
Squeezing the water I'm not tense

Glitter and shine done what it could
Making pretty from consuming rage
A beautiful new page, as it should.