Pins and NeedlesA Poem by Alice Mumble
Every day, I sit on pins and needles.
"Don't do this," they tell me. "Not like that," they scold me. "This is a time to smile, this is a time to mourn." "Do not laugh here. Do not frown there. Sit up straight. Relax. Eat. You eat too much. Gain some weight Loss some weight Get a job Take a break Have some respect Don't be so cold Don't be so familiar Dress Up Be normal Stand out Be quiet It's neither the time nor the place neither here nor there-" "Tell me! Where is here? Where is there? When will it be time? Where is the place? If I cannot smile here, can I frown? If I can't eat, can I starve? If I can't write, can I scream? If I can't laugh, can I cry? If I can't breathe, should I drown?" When is it enough? When is it enough? When is it enough" ... Tell me, When is it enough?"
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