An original poem by: Axton N.O. Mitchell
“Past Petty”
Now that I got that out…
the scream the shout,
followed by my petty
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 second
go are over, so
here’s your goddamned
closure.
I am still fucking done…
we had all our fun
Then we ran the spout dry.
No, I won’t call the repair
guy
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.
