Buxton Shippy

(7-27-55 / Montego Bay, Jamaica)

Walking Around

Walking around the house, wearied;
Children fussing and resisting.
Money gets funny
And the bills are rolling in;
Tension, between my spouse and I,
Is rising
For all the safety-nets have fallen.

Memories of my good days
Lost in the heap;
Communing face-to-face,
A distant thing.
Dear I kiss you on the cheek?

Walking around the office, wearied;
No one has the time to say 'hello';
See, all the deadlines are passed due
And the task-master,

Walking around the yard, wearied;
With a dire need to be neighborly
But a greeting,
That could be misconstrued for flirting.

O what a day when the pressure drops.

Submitted: Monday, June 10, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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