Sting

I need to write; my mind won’t allow me
“Allow” is such an awful word
Come close and I will sting you with boredom
I prefer silence and solitude

I am dissociated from the world around me
Lost in my thoughts
My thoughts are tangential; my thoughts should be linear
My thoughts, my thoughts, my thoughts

I warn you…
Don’t try to feel sorry for me
Don’t try to understand me
Don’t try to help me
Most of all, don’t try to save me
…I will pleasurably sting you with my disgust if you try

And so the day goes…