I'm just trying to make you see.
Not to prove I'm right
Or superior in any way,
Incapacity or might.
Stronger, quicker, younger
As you crawl along the pavement
Like a crab or snail -
Making me meander in front and behind
Staggering sideways to avoid a bush or shrub.
We rush slowly to catch the train
And wait on the platform
To err and miss the doors
As they close shortly before it leaves.
We argue as usual
When we arrive in public.
Not saying a word the whole way there.
You invent the truth
Like a child playing with balloons.
Once more
We lunch in silence.
I'm not livid -
Just sad and tired.
Up till now my life has been full
Of frustrations
And my head stuck in a vice.
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