Stove Top Scuffle

She raged like a kettle

silent

until she blew

and out that door

she flew

never to be seen

ever again

Threat Level: Dysfunctional

I still see them

come in

and check up

on me

making sure

I'm no longer

some imaginary

threat

when this happens

I smile

and laugh a little

because they never realized

I wasn't a threat

to their world

they blew that baby

sky high

a long, long

time ago

A Fools Repetition

My pinky hurts

when I type something

and move

one space

further

and I keep on typing

expecting

something different

and all the while

my pinky

keeps on hurting

every single time

I fill these

empty spaces

I must be

crazy

expecting something

different

Friendship

I'm still trying to

figure

that one out