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Boiling

I am supposed to be relaxing
but the tightness in my chest
has made it impossible today.

I keep replaying that conversation.

My mind is moving in a circle.
Every expectation has been crushed
and all the happiness drained.

The wire is taut.
And you, stranger,
picked the wrong person
on the wrong day.

Your snarky comment snapped the wire
and at that point
I no longer gave a fuck.

Words careened out of my mouth.
There was no controlling them.
The straw had broken the back.
The pot was boiling over.

It was too much for the week I’d had.
And you were an easy target.