Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

A Foul Mood

I am pulled apart by my crazed emotions 
Half blown up and backwards
My desperation and depression is tied in a knot
And there is only one working hand left 
Indignation took the other one years ago
I am frustrated now because I can no longer clap for you

My mood is foul
I revel in the stench of mediocrity 
I feel notoriously lopsided and naked
Exposed, anxious, a laughing stock. 
I have to say this now....
I hate all of you!
Which side should I share?
No side at all. I will keep myself to myself. 

I am in a foul mood, angry and saddened. 
Yes, you put me here.  I take no blame for 
my attitude, my feelings or my persona. 

Look at yourself closely, oh, masses 
You show me magazines 
To prove my neck is too thick for my small head.

You are thorns, mongrel dogs, baddies. 
I hate all of you. Every single last one. 
You know who you are.

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Annette Usher February 1, 2021 at 3:19 AM This is a poem of frustration and anger which speaks to me well. I am disabled and the feelings expressed here are alike mine. Thank you Caren Caren Krutsinger February 1, 2021 at 4:28 PM Thank you very much Annette. I am glad that I could speak to your own anger and frustration.