At breakfast,
my family politely
asks, that I
gather my thoughts
so by lunch,
they can politely
pick them apart
Dinner is take out
since by then, they have
exhausted their insult quota
and there is no longer a reason
to conversate
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 3:00 AM UTC
At breakfast,
my family politely
asks, that I
gather my thoughts
so by lunch,
they can politely
pick them apart
Dinner is take out
since by then, they have
exhausted their insult quota
and there is no longer a reason
to conversate
or rather, talk that makes us feel small
That which we do to ourselves
