Poem responding to a particularly bad day.
When is enough enough
I am so sick of stuff
I turn around
and bam
doors slam
and all the while
particularly when I’m close to a smile
stuff cramps my style
What do you do when doors slam
and you find yourself in a jam
Do you cry or pray
curse or stray
what exactly do you say
I’m so very sick of stuff
enough is enough
and regardless to what you say
you rise to the occasion the very next day
doors slamming
people cramming
so sad so true
but what can you do
except say out loud
how rainy your cloud
and wish and hope
and sigh and cope
and sleep
and weep
until there is no more
or better yet, slam a door.
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