suffering

suffering poem by steven james humphreys

suffering

taking

asprins

buffering

tired of

what I can’t put a finger on

something keeps bugging me

it must be invisible!

lost weight

gained it back

sick of looking

at that plumber

crack

puffing

puffing

running up that hill

huffing

alka seltzer

fizzing

cigarette

smoke

dizzying

smoggy

bumper to bumper

traffic

pet a corn fed hog

problems pop up

never stop

drain clogged

plumber

brought his wrenches

gives you his bill

it grabs you by your nape

flinching

wincing

grimacing

no escaping

beer and whiskey

you drank, drank, drank

bottles go

clankity, clank, clank

thrown in the trash

they break all to hell

in the wee hours of the night

and the neighbor wakes up

asks if you are

doing well?

and you lie

‘yeah, I’m alright…’

but he knows you

are an uptight lush

an artist

painting his canvas

with that alcoholic brush

your secret hell

lived in your mind

behind the happy mask

you wear all day til’ bed time

I want out of this mess!

Oh Dear God!

set me free!!!

so he sent me his

Buddha to help me

roast a turkey.

I baste it

with oil

he

shoves

the

stuffing

in

so

mindfully

like

no

other

and covers it back

with foil so

it

won’t

over

cook.

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