Emojis With the Red Face and Zipped Lips
Chest heaves, take in deep breaths,
lips quivering in a string of words, unheard even by myself.
Yet the mind screams,
wanting to give that chair a good kick,
till it will disappear from my sight.
My foot won't let me anyway:
it knows that the pain would only make me worse.
I look over at the phone.
It's buzzing at some great unknown speed,
I know why. Rockie.
Well, she doesn't seem to make me any better today.
Without reading all that she texted,
I rudely wrote -
"Bad mood today."
I kept the phone. Then took it back.
I added those emojis,
the ones with the red face and zipped lips.
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