Are they hungry
shall I feed them
if I do will they ever leave
do I want them to
they surely stink
should I let them in
let them take a bath
eww would they burden my air
with their diseases
no they can stay down there
it’s better than no shelter
I could have told them no
I allowed them some of this clean air
if I let to much escape
I won’t have enough for this home
is my life
worth sacrificing for theirs
how many are they now
why do they keep multiplying
slow down
you only have so much space
lets not overfill it shall we
if I let them in
will they shit all over everything
dirty savages
shall I share some of this intelligence
no this brain needs it
hey darling
I say as I open the cranium
and place the pills
directly into the source
closing the lid
it’s much quieter now
it’s always much quieter after the morning pill.
Everyday I try to write to try and embrace the creative process and become a better writer. Recently I have been trying to let the words flow without over thinking it. The above poem is a result of that process. Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Temperamentally Tina 