i do not
want to nice today
my nice is broken
and makes mean
sounds like a killer bee
crossed with zombie —
the fast ones, not slow
— and my smile
is more frowny
my eyes gone slanty
and i am tired of
this show
i am ready
to wander to wood
and just wait there
for the snows
because my nice
is 100% broken
and my mood
just blows.
13 responses to “broken nice”
Time for some time with Nature.
I’m not sure I’d return…
🙂
Sorry you were feeling that way, but this is magnificent😎
Thanks Ted. 🙂
Hah! This one is so much fun. Which is also funny. What can come from writing into one of those moods. : )
I know I sometime annoy people who have to deal with my self-deprecation and black humor, but I find that if I can laugh about things that are hard to laugh about… well, I might just make it.
Thanks, Stacey. It is amazing what can come out of those kinds of moods.
Lol, been there. I have learned to temper my assumption that EVERYONE will find my dark humor equally delightful. (in workshops I learned that what I took to be a very funny story, people often found sad, and the ones I found very sad, people often thought were funny. Go figure). Thank you so much for sharing this one! : )
Thank you for sharing that.
I’m in the same boat — I’m wired a little differently than most folks, I suspect. Keeps things interesting…
Thanks again 💙
Love this. Especially the killer bee crossed with the zombie.
Heh. I think of those frenzied ones that flail and chomp
I know what you mean. Usually I see that late in the season.
🤣