Go Away
I don’t want to listen to you play guitar.
I don’t want to be “impressed” by your friends.
Go away!
I am no longer interested.
You no longer turn me on.
Leave me alone!
Sorry that it must end like this.
Then again, maybe I am not.
I want to be alone!
Things always go like this for me.
The fire burns bright and then the smoke clears.
I am over you!
Now, I have nothing for you.
I believe you have nothing for me.
Get out of my life!
I think you are ignoring me.
You do not wish to hear what I said.
Fine, I do not care.
Just pack up your things and move on.
Get out now.
Go away!
Polly Pandemic
I can only see half her face
She’s wearing a mask
it’s to protect her
supposedly from the virus
but it’s to protect her from everything
Her eyes look clear and focused
but she hasn’t quite figured out
the zoom yet
She wants to connect
she says
just as the Wi-Fi disconnects
It’s popular to say we’re sick of lockdown
But if she had it her way
she’s stay behind
closed doors
drawn shades
the computer screen
the mask
she’d stay away
Walking Sunny
Even when I moved away to grad school, I was the only family member to ever walk the dog. One afternoon before work, when I had not even a moment to spare, Sunny saw a cat. She charged in the direction of the orange and white feline so hard and fast, I thought the snapping and ripping sound was my shoulder separating from my body. Luckily, it was only the retractable leash breaking. Even luckier, the chase left me only five minutes late to work at the Souplantatation.
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