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Poetry Monday: I’m Dead Inside; How Are You?

I sat at a coffee shop
Ignoring the world
Like I do and 
This guy asks me

“Do you know who’s sitting here?”

I think he points
To the chair next
To me
And I stare at him
Confused and irritated

I want to say
I’m sitting in all four chairs
At this table
He looks homeless
And I want to tell him
To leave or go away

He gestures again
To a couch and laptop
With no owner

“Oh! I think he’s over there.”

He wanted to use an outlet
And he probably thinks I’m an asshole

I often struggle with human interaction
I sometimes don’t know
How to people
How to human

I float through each day
No expression or excitement
Hating when others
Talk to me
Hating when others
Come close
To me

I should just wear a sign
So everyone knows
Why I’m an asshole

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

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Poetry Monday: Having Gratitude in Times of Pain

I try to appreciate what I have
And try to ignore the things that I want
I always get exactly what I need
And happiness is just there within me
I accept my world as it truly is
But some things still push me towards the darkness
Like walking a tight rope, I keep balance
And try ever so hard not to fall in
I cannot lose to the darkness again

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.

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Poetry Monday: Tedious Tasks

I attempt to revise
A story I wrote
10 years ago.
I was a terrible writer then.
It’s a long story
And one-third of it
Will be cut,
Deleted,
Destroyed,
Done away with.
It will become something different,
Something new,
Hopefully something better.
I dread revision of this piece
Because so much will be changed.
It’s like it has an extra layer
To be revised.
It requires more revisions
Than other stories.
The tedious task
Of revision.
Being a writer has five parts.
One part reading and writing;
Four parts revision.
You’re not a writer
If you don’t revise.

From the poetry collection Men Are Garbage.