Emotional Graffiti

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You have this marvelous habit

Resenting the fact

I dare to be alive

A shade cast on your presence

On my feet, not scraped knees

I enjoy how you go out of your way

Savor my shortcomings

Liberally seasoned

With sharp sarcasm

And a dash of ridicule.

It’s not even that you’re bored.

At least, I don’t think you are.

Your considerate condescension,

Exquisite contempt,

Demonstrate some interest in my suffering.

What is it they say? The writing’s

On the wall.  Of my soul, yes.

Emotion draining, psychological graffiti,

Cramped cursive…

Creative, yet

Your penmanship’s lacking.