Thorn
In Your Flesh
You find it
irritating when I repeat myself
in gladness
- the new rule is I must write
it down when
I’m happy as my talking is
painful to
hear - good, I’m writing it down, let me not be the thorn in your flesh sent
by the Lord to keep you humble, let me
get out of your hair so you can be superior
Since you keep pointing out how inferior
my family to your brilliant forebears, it’s a
pity I don’t fall down dead in the presence
of so much excellence - I share your wish
that my offending family and I might be out
of your life rather sooner than later - and -
I commiserate with your fate…
A Magnificent Day
How wonderful when the office cooled down,
a heavenly cold front, I could breathe, spared
the shame of passing out while trying to work,
how marvellous when June told me to leave be-
fore getting caught in congested traffic - when
I left motorists were already aggressive
High on adrenaline after a magnificent day I
drove with reckless abandon, joyously over-
taking all obstacles and competing with taxis,
speeding in every possible lane - Friday was
simply the best day in a million years - cool
weather spells pure happiness…
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