One of Those Days

It started with a bitch fest

or maybe just a bitch

and shoved us

into a corner, finger in the face

hands balled into fists

arms folded tight enough

to squeeze out any breath

any words, any thoughts

anyone might have

other than the bitch.

I don’t know

maybe it started before it began

in some other world

with some other people

and just spilled into our laps

where we had no choice

but to take it or walk away

in silence

and hide

because trust only comes

with respect

not petty grudges

and righteous opinions

that exclude and belittle

other souls,


I hide.



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