Don’t sneeze.

Don’t sneeze
the fear in me will rise
and I may explode no surprise.

Several cents
never enough for a dent in all these debts
and we all must smile
submitting to their denial.

Another dollar
and several more
as they’re coughing on the sales floor
I wince as they tap my back
and ask for a measurement, politeness I lack.

I’m not a therapist
and your loneliness
my lack of interest shall never cure
the more you speak the more I fear
and a laugh
hidden beneath the mask
because I’m not kind
and the world is not fine.

Your walking around
face naked as I serve your ground
so please distance
in every instance.

Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina

Published by Tina

I am a mother that is passionate about early education and a person that relieves stress through art, and writing.

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