A GuestA Poem by N.A.This is about alienation.I am like an ugly heirloom you feel guilty about throwing away And you can mimic comfort and joy in the threshold of change Another burst of anger and frustration We sit in silence I float away to preserve myself It is hard to do because the air is so thick It's filled with your emotions So ugly it glares right at me vulnerable broken loud sharp and stupid I am not welcomed here Not in the drawer not in the rooms not in the yard not in the parking lot not somewhere around the block You treat me like a guest and not just in your home No not just in your home © 2013 N.A. |
StatsAuthorN.A.CAAboutI am a person. I grew up in Southern California. I write fiction or I rant about things that bug or intrigue me. I also have pathetic poems. So enjoy the crazy. more..Writing
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