Original Poems

Diatribe on Not Listening

I try to talk and you don’t listen
You just do not care —
Your mind is always someplace else
It might be anywhere

I thought that we were partners, equals
But you seem to feel
That you can treat me as though I
Was not here, or, not real

Early days, you paid attention
Asked about my day;
Now your mind is on the ball game
Not on what I say

You’re a jerk and you’re infertile,
And look like a cow.
That seems mean, but I know
You’re not list’ning
Anyhow

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