sarcasm is always better
Thursday, March 30th, 2006I stumbled across this poem I wrote on September 22, 1997. I was 19 years old and clearly dealing with an issue or two about a guy. It’s not Poet Laureate-worthy, but I remember being really proud of it back then. It’s obviously sarcastic (as you can tell by the title) but brutally honest at the same time. I remember it being very important that I write it all in lowercase letters.
Perhaps I was channeling E. E. Cummings, I don’t know.
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don’t tell me how i’m feeling
don’t say you understand
give me a little credit
so sorry i’m not a man
i apologize deeply for my emotions
and the body in which they’re held
i strive to be perfect like you
but obviously my attempts have failed
i’m sorry that my jokes
are not as funny as your face
and i’m sorry that i’m lagging
so far behind in this race
i’m sorry i’m not as gorgeous
as all your friends’ girlfriends’
but i always thought it was substance
what’s inside that makes a difference
i’m sorry that i’ve been a disappointment
i didn’t measure up to your expectations
but i refuse to be degraded
and i’m sick of our confrontations
so i’m doing you a favor
i’m sure you’ll like it this way
i’m leaving you for good now
though i should’ve left yesterday
so sorry if i’ve hurt your ego
i’ve noticed your head has gotten bigger
but i’m walking away happily
running from you with vigor
don’t bother saying sorry
that has always been my job
don’t tell me you’ll change
you’ll always be a slob
i’ve made my decision
and it’s the best one as of yet
i won’t be missing you at all
not one minute, one second, will i fret
well i said what i had to say
and i’m already gone, you see
i pray you meet your match
and she treats you like you treated me
Copyright ©2006 Felicia Michele Folinazzo
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