For I'm humbly afraid of what happening next.
In less than 48 hours
I'm longing for your silent affection.
Even the greatest has their fears.

Countless series of melancholic oceans
Hitting through waves of adversity
Only to be repulsed by provocations
Disjointed affections falls effortlessly

With no such contemporary feelings
Choked amongst the walls of solitary
Praying silently for a better ending
A hopeless romantic it seems evidently

Voyaging away from the sufferings
Patching holes of memories
Rekindling fire from breathing
Dreams torn away in fantasies

Sober desires creates a lustful reality
Shone away ignoring a truthful beginning
Nothing can hold us against this treachery
Forsaken our love has left me begging

©2014 Maman Screams

Did you find a job today?

No but I wrote some poetry
WHAT THE ****?

It’s pretty good
WHAT?
It’s pretty good
**** **** ****!

Something will happen soon
I know it.
NO ******* WAY

Don’t get excited
TURN THE ******* TV OFF!
No I am watching Breaking Bad on Netflix
I finally caught up.

Don’t start with tears
I’m the one out of work
*******, YOU LAZY ***

Babe there is no food here
Can you go to the store?
WHAT THE ****, WHY AM I DOING EVERYTHING?

What happened to women’s lib?
I thought you can do anything a man can do
WE NEED TO TALK

About what?  
You’ve made it in a Man’s world.
You are doing better than I am.
I’m the one out of work.
As more women enter the work force
More men will be forced out.
I’m just one of the casualties.
YOU NEED TO GET A ******* JOB

I wish I could.
Do you want to hear one of my poems?
NO *******?

Who are you calling?
Are you calling your Mom?
Ask her how she is doing?
THE BEDROOM DOOR SLAMS SHUT

Two dogs wrestling on my couch
Yelping and squealing
Barking and yelping
Please stop
I can’t hear the T.V.
I can’t hear my thoughts
Now they hear something outside
They run to the window and start barking
I get up to let them out
They keep barking
Now they want back in
The danger is gone
I let them back in
They jump on the couch again
Yelping and squealing
Wrestling and barking
I can’t think
I can’t hear
“Go Outside”
I put them outside again
The jump on the glass
They want back in
I tell them no
They see me
They bark for me to let them in
I get up again
And let them in
I tell them not to bark
They run around the room
Where was I?
What show was I watching?
Why Why Why?
They jump on the couch next to me
They yelp and bark and squeal
They are playing
I am stewing
I am exhausted
Should I put two dogs to sleep?
Should I just **** them to get some rest?
They calm down just in time to save their lives.
Now they both sit on me
I pet one and feel guilty for my thoughts
The other one gets jealous
He scratches my arm
I'm bleeding
I’m going to get rid of both of them
I get up and give them a dog snack so the leave me alone
They take the dog snack
I sit back down
Where was I?
They eat the dog snack
They come back to me.
They jump up on the couch.
I yell, “GET DOWN!”
They look at me.
I change the channel
They go away.
Now I have to get up and use the bathroom
AAAAGGGH!
I go
I come back
They are on my couch.
I sit down with them
They hear something outside
They run to the door
One jumps across my lap and steps on my *****
I’m going to **** them
I let them out.
They start running and barking.
I get my wallet
I am going to the bar
After a few drinks I will **** them
I come home
Hours later
They are happy and excited to see me.
I love them.

I gave birth to my mother yesterday.

There she is- running around,
laughing about- dead dolls in
hand, yellow hairbands and
blue tees.

Perhaps she was not mine to
give birth to- perhaps I was
hers.

I had painkillers for breakfast.
To-night, I dine on my mother's
soul.

I dined on whispers yester-night.
To-night, I write the stories.