Politeness In Telepathy Poem by Holly Gardner
Politeness In Telepathy
My mother is talking and talking to the repairmen.
She concocts elaborate pieces of business and little speeches about trash bags -
You do it just so, and such and such. All day she does this.
I've changed trash bags a few times I tell her.
I don't know if it's the opiates or another sickness come to visit.
Helpfulness is difficult when someone thinks she must tell you how to
Change a trash bag I tell people.
There are medicines now I tell people.
But I am the bad guy.
I should wear a black hat like in an old western movie.
My mother is talking and talking to the repairmen business, , trash bags, again and again. yes i understand your situation in which you are dear poet.........u took such a point to write a poem. that is wonderful. sometimes in the so called trivialities we find truth....... thank you dear poet. tony
How interesting are our lives! I'm fascinated with just this short insight! Thanks for sharing! Life is beautiful, from lots of angles!
A refined poetic imagination, Holly Gardner. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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12/6/2025 1:05:18 PM # 1.0.0
do it just so, and such and such - haha that's what mother is... ;)