I Will Not Read Another Email Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What destination is arrived,
When those on selfish 'trips' take them.
And who is it that they travel with,
Expected to accomodate their every emotion.

More folks have abandoned their own responsibilities,
To leave someone else to blame...
For not being accountable for that dumping unclaimed.
And then to name others who bear the shame.

And if that doing doesn't happen with effectiveness,
So many are given opportunity to pretend,
An innocence with an absence of knowledge.
Or with selective memories to declare themselves victims.

What destination is arrived,
When those on selfish 'trips' take them.
And who is it that they travel with,
Expected to accomodate their every emotion.

'What you said hurt my feelings.'

~What did I say?
I have not seen you in weeks.~

'It was the tone of your email.
I would have chosen different words myself.
To eliminate the chances,
I could use a multitude of definitions...
Besides the ones I chose to select,
To determine your mood and tone.'

~I see.
All of this could have been avoided,
If you had called like you have just done.~

'And waste my minutes?
I've called to tell you my feelings have been hurt.
And you have already proven,
Just how inconsiderate and insensitive you are.'

~Whatever.~

'I will not read another email of yours again.'

~Great.
So that means you will not be sending them.
And I thought when you called,
You had bad news to deliver.~