Past Petty: The Final Word and the Exit Without Regret šŸ‘‹šŸ»

Where Poetry tumbles like water through wild stone and silence in white text over green background and a man with blue flowers for a head

An original poem by: Axton N.O. Mitchell

“Past Petty”

Now that I got that out…
the scream the shout,Ā 
followed by my pettyĀ 
but comical spiel.

You must know I act out 
when I truly care. 
Then you dare to 
cause me hurt and pain.
What a sham,
I meant shame. 
Although, we
are both to blame.

The initial lashing out
and the secondĀ 
go are over, soĀ 
here’s your goddamnedĀ 
closure.Ā 

I am still fucking done… 
we had all our funĀ 
Then we ran the spout dry.Ā 
No, I won’t call the repairĀ 
guyĀ 
not this time.

I’m done covering all the tolls,
bills, and tills, your days of paying in 
I-owe-u’s 
consider history. 
the end…
All good things meet him.  
Now shake his hand and, 
don’t pretend you couldn’t see
him coming a mile in advance. 
Look, you had your chance.

Now,
I want you to eat, be well, 
and all the good shit but 
Not around me 
no, never 
Again…  
You and me just ain’t a win. 
Me and you just know how to 
sin.
Let’s call it in, and hope we never 
meet again. 


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