Last Words Poem by anais vionet
Last Words
Sometimes I
want to yell "I don't CARE"
in my mom's face.
When she blithely tries
to measure my sad prison
world to her own youth.
That prehistoric
reality, of phonebooths and
whatever, back then.
But I know those
words would freeze in the air
like a neon sign.
And very probably be
etched on my tombstone
as an epitaph.
Friday, September 18, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: crazy,mom,rebel
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
a parent can drive you butt-nutty like no one else with lectures.
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