032410d Darling I Understand Poem by Manonton Dalan

it's past five most are out
heading to their cubicles
to reassert their troubles
it would be pitiful, listening
how somebody is so cruel
or somebody is so stupid

my brain provides see thru
space between my ears
laminated with extreme
patience and understanding
over freshly cook favorite dish
every bite i do i look at her face

after swallowing i would say
'you're doing alright honey,
they're not suppose to do that'
i saw her smile and join me
munch the moments away
i know this holds my luck today