When the emotion comes up It feels like heartburn Like acid Clenching my throat My ears go watery
Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it
Springtime means Berry pickin’ In warm sun Therapeutic Part of me
Don’t talk down to me I am not a child! Even children Deserve respect
Inspirational quotes Are full of crap Whatever meaning Is lost In the sea
A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
I feel like crap Most days I have a lot going my way I am loved I can smile
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
The teenage rebels All fall in line Be they hippies Goths, rockers or skaters Moving from one mould
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
Antisocial tendencies Amplified by sickness I can people watch Yet I can’t people talk I am lonely