Does Anybody Care

Does Anybody Care? Does anybody care, what you put in your hair? or think, of the ink you mail to somewhere? With no thought, you lick the stick, nor dawn on product of which you smear on. To you, it’s all gum under your shoe. Yet! In my home like crayon, you drag on floor with poo you left on. And there you go, without a care. Laying face first on the carpet, on which your dog dragged his butt somewhere. Oh! How you don’t care, to kiss me and touch me, with that mouth you just shared. And to think I would allow you in, with your cats! And tolerating your roaming kittens, on the counter of my kitchen, after they in the box just crapped! The knives, the forks and the spoons you have licked. The thought of it turns my stomach and makes me sick! Corona Virus 19 you have nothing on my friends who are unclean. It makes me angry, and want to destroy my TV with a brick! Does anybody care? Nobody cares! This is the world, the house, and the people who are so filthy. It makes me disgusted; you have no thoughtfulness of germs. Your consciousness to cleanliness is highly unlikely. Don’t touch me. Don’t think of me. Don’t blow me a kiss. You disgust me. I have no care for thee. You all can go now; you are kindly, and promptly dismissed. by Martin Braun 3/16/2020 I’m not a Mysophobic, but I play one as a poet.