Poetry Collection

Poems I've written over the years...in no particular order.

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

Forewarnings of an Argument

Silence.
Jaw muscles flexing
Stiff shoulders
Eyes narrowed
I’m distracted
Now there’s lots of traffic outside
And I can’t hear what you’re saying.
Your voice is loud,
Or perhaps too quiet,
Syllables swallowed in your speech.
The dog has gone outside.
I can’t sit still.
I need something to occupy my hands.
Avoid these topics at all costs:
Family
Money
Vacation
Work
Grocery shopping
Making the bed
Doing laundry
What’s for dinner?
House cleaning.
I have a headache—this is the surest sign.