Wednesday, 18 December 2019

Love can suck the glee from marry


WE GET IT!
I get it...
You insufferable prik!
You HATE all of it!

You hate your job...
(and somehow... 
that is my fault.)
You hate me...
You hate my family...

But it is Christmas.
Let us inferior
Optimistic fools
Have some joy for the day
And for God's sake
Get your glee sucking frenzy
Out of this place
And take your bitter taste with it. 

I shall open my door
to you
Any other day.

1 comment:

  1. This poem was selected to be read on the online radio: https://www.blogtalkradio.com/mkjshnell14/2019/12/19/literature-wednesdays-with-the-poetic-inklings-of-tomorrow on the 18th December 2019. I was unable to read it live, so I send in the recording that is on the header, enjoy. :-)

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