Theatre of the Absurd



No words to deny
No words to excuse
No words, no words
I don't want to talk to you
You'll say the same things
What can I say that's different
I don't want to be here anymore
And it's been obvious for months
But you didn't bother to look
So now
Now you see the symptoms
And you want to know why
I'm tempted to laugh
If I wasn't afraid that I wouldn't stop
Or start screaming instead
The buzzing in my head
The fever in my body
The sickness in my stomach
I just want to walk away from you
From this place
From what I've come to
I know I can do better
But what's my motivation for this scene?

Notes: This is about a job, not a relationship. I didn't even realize that it could be a relationship poem too until long after I'd written it. There's a picture to go with it, which can be found here.

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