I Hate… Poem 9

I hate blank pieces of paper

Demanding to be filled

Glaring at me

Screw it

 

I hate cell phones

Ringing buzzing singing

day and nite

Toss it

 

I hate traffic

Slow moving

go no where

Someone cutting you off

Jerks

 

I hate long summer nights

No breeze, no sleep

Just hot sweat

Yuck

 

I hate long work hours

When you imagine all the fun things

You could do

Nope

 

I hate political coversations

Of ignorance, calamity

Conspiracy, intolerence

Hatred

 

I hate blank pieces of paper

Blank computer screens

Blank minds, blank points

Need sleep!

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