2 July 2012
I hear your voice,
It makes me squirm,
Like I'm a wiggly juicy worm,
and you're a bird,
maybe a crow,
and I must quickly get below.
It is much worse,
when you pretend,
That you are really everyone's friend.
Most that I know
feel this as well,
even visiting strangers tell,
of your rudeness,
and your manner,
"I'm in charge" raised like a banner.
You're not in charge,
we all do know,
and I would never wish it so.
Shudder • Opuss № I