Poetry

Where the cats do roam.

The children are free

and the food disappears easily.

The Range rarely stops

while the Oven makes it hot

and the children are fed daily.

Only when its summer

does the breeze blows through

otherwise the house overheats

and I sweat through my toes.

My kettle has stopped

so next is to pot

the plant the cats keep trying to eat.

I wonder when my rest will come

and think its due immediately!

Too bad the kids don’t think so.

Write a poem.

Watch a video.

Play with the cats.

Take a dump.

Suck his cock.

Out of all of these choices

mine should be obvious.

He can be unimpressed for all I care.

The Gremlin child is hungry.

It has no bottom to its stomach.

Food disappears at an alarming rate.

No matter the contents of my fridge

I must constantly make trips to the store.

If I had a garden

it would end up barren and stripped

of all its vegetables.

Wits are running out

and I am scared

this child will eat those too!

The world has gone crazy.

Our leaders are fighting.

It is turning into

every person for themselves.

In this madness

there are still those

who believe in the greater good.

Those are the targets

the crazy ones look for.

I am starting to think

my days are numbered.

 

You need both hands to type.

Really simple if  I just use one hand.

Takes longer

but it means I don’t have to give up

the kitten in my arms

to the child who wants her.

They require effort

but should be done everyday.

When the effort is too much

the tasks pile up.

Then the guilt begins

and on bad days

the effort overwhelms

and the guilt drowns.

So if today is a good day

then some of them will be done.

My child is pushing her limits

She is yelling and screaming

No amount of encouragement is heard

through her ears

Only hateful things she does not want to hear

Patience is my only recourse

and it is wearing thin.

Repetitive statements saying the same thing

You are going to school.

Put your pants on.

Take your pill.

Please finish getting ready for school.

Have you made your lunch yet?

Ok, I’ll wait.

I call the school and let them know it is one of those days.

Watching the movie

Need to go to the bathroom

Can’t leave

Too funny

Jokes coming

Left

Right

and Center!

Laughing so hard.

The theatre seat

was left behind

my stain hidden

in the dark.

I am large boned.

I am covered in fat.

My hips are wide

and so are my shoulders.

I am not skinny

nor will I ever be.

My curves make me beautiful

because there is no one else like me!

To be stimulated sexually

while playing the video game

until you are distracted by the orgasm.

I never knew about this until recently

and had other fantasies for gamers.

Such as beating the hard boss fight.

Playing romances that actually had a chance

in such a hard war-torn world.

Seeing my friends each week

and finding out about their lives.

In and out of game.

Being distracted while playing

sounds like it would be fun

for other people.

I like completing my level

while not being distracted.

Don’t get me wrong

the orgasms are awesome

but priorities people!