Patience

I don’t have any today.

I spent it all on your

slow walking

and inane talking.

Stories about your dog

or cat or grandmother or

your teenage daughter that

just got dumped on the way

to the prom.

I’ve no patience for it.

I don’t care about your

work, your job, your boss,

your made up problems in

the day to day nonsense you

call a life.

I can’t deal with your

blandness. I don’t want you

to interrupt my story about

prohibition history with your

story about your car. Shut up.

Listen and learn something

for forty seconds you self

absorbed son of a bitch.

I don’t want to waste my

breath on the likes of you.

I don’t have the wherewithal

or the rested demeanor to

give a flying crap about your

stupid hobby. Be a real person.

Be a real god damn human being

for once in your miserable

life and stop annoying

everyone.    

Just listen to me.

I’ve nothing figured out.

But I keep it to myself.