NSFW Again

Today’s poem comes to you in the form of a free form poem that, like ALL of my blogs, I won’t revise, edit, or in anyway make seem professional.

If this week were a person

I would bow with a flourish

and tell it most emphatically

to go fuck itself

I would not care where,

or when,

or with whom,

just so long as this week

got the grand slamming

it so richly deserves.

It started out with much promise

then speedily spiraled to bullshit.

Days of uncertainty,

towering, twisting stress

bullshit and bullshit and bullshit

So, this week, I doff my hat to you

then I tell you to go fuck yourself.

Okay, so most this week has been the suck, and not in a happy-fun-times sort of way either. Truth is though, I did get to see Tina and Renee, and they showed me that no matter what happens I have people who are there for me. I have a feeling everything will work out okay. And, part of my attitude might be because I keep having to wake up early in the morning which doesn’t help my stress. Sunlight increases my stress levels by at least 47%.  Mostly, it was fun writing a stupid poem. Even more mostly, I’ll be glad when this fucking week is over.