Go! Darken someone else's door.
Wear out someone else's welcome;
we can't quite stand you anymore.
Disgraced our homely sanctuary,
complained, belittled, and I've found
that 'though your daily insult varies,
we really don't want you around.
The pretense of your presence
is nothing more than vainity.
Your rants offend all common sense
and drive us to insanity.
You speak; the empathy and pity
that you seek, won't come from here.
Your entreaties run quite lengthy
and now fall on hardened ears.
We will not tolerate or entertain
you, or your narrow-minded thoughts.
Have we not, in subtlety, made it plain?
You've never acted as you ought.
Had you ever been considerate,
shown respect,
or just a smidge of it.
Then I might have felt some dissonance,
but no,
but no,
In this one thing I am sure, and must implore:
Do not come knocking anymore.
Wordsworth's Preface to Lyrical Ballads states: "For all good poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings."
ReplyDeleteThese phrases came to me in an overflow of powerful feelings. But as I worked through and added phrases to the ones that came to me in frustration, I got over it. Writing this was therapeutic, and I've come to forgive my "unwelcome friend."