IMPATIENCE

IMPATIENCE

IMPATIENCE

IMPATIENCE feels important;
Pulls upon my hem;
“I’m here” he moans,
“Vexing you” and then

Pulls upon my hem;
Dribbles through his frown;
Claws me up and down.

“I’m here” he moans,
“To burn you hot:
Your breath to rot!”

Vexing you and then:
Pulled back, you squawk
And gawk and talk and balk!

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11/1/12
Jeanne Poland