"incommunicative" poems
I
Am
Too
Lazy,
Crazy,
Scared,
Foreign,
Solitary,
Lethargic,
Despicable,
Disgraceful,
Hypocritical,
Lackadaisical,
Disillusioning,
Incommunicative,
Incomprehensible,
Indistinguishable,
Compartmentalizing,
Moschellandsbergite
19 years
Years to go: n/a
Change possible? Yes. Go. Do.
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 2:37 AM UTC
DAUGHTER
I look in the mirror and I see you
and I’ve never hated you more --
MOTHER
you’re whining again
DAUGHTER
sorry
MOTHER
I’ve made stew for dinner
DAUGHTER
o.k.
MOTHER
you’re being very incommunicative
you’re being like your father these days
DAUGHTER
good
MOTHER
I’m sorry?
DAUGHTER
nothing; can I have some more stew?
(can I have the car can you
take away my mirror actually can you
give me more mirrors I don’t know
who I hate more you or myself I don’t know
who I want to hate more you or myself I don’t know
if I want more mirrors or no mirrors)
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC