You Stand On The Blind Side Of Your Fence Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Let's clear the air on this immediately.
I was not born yesterday.
Or the day before.
Sometimes there is no need,
For you to utter a single word.
Whatever it is coming out of your mouth,
I've already heard before.
And on that I am willing to bet.

But for you to accuse me of not understanding?
You are wrong.
And,
You stand on the blind side of your fence.
Every emotional plot, scheme and weapon,
You have had to feel to get your point across...
I was the one you tested.
Remember?

And 'if' I saved the tears you've cried,
We'd both be standing in a six foot pool...
Full of your wet and yet to drain insecurities.

So do not tell me,
I have been unempathetic or impatient.

Now...
If you had asked me if you get on my nerves?
That answer would be YES!

'But...
I didn't ask you that.'

You didn't have to!
That answer would be YES!
Use it for future reference.