whatever
Fine, I give up are you happy now?
To anyone who deals with the occasional (or constant) Jerk at Work....
The easiest thing would be
give in to jaded humanity
but you demand other
Not with your words which are subtlecuttingsly
Disguised with your overt disdain
Others I find greater pleasure of company with
you have threatened with your nasty words
others I don't know you have hurt with your flesh
but I will not crumple where I would have crumpled
I will not die and doubt where I would have agone days past
you can't beat me. It isn't a competition for I won't play.
Go on your way. I will not give to jaded humanity. But I will
proceed warily. For your tongue is cleaven and cloven and snaps
pepper sharp, your mind is like a steel trap, a pleasure to observe
shiny and pointed witticisms, ideas flash like light off the steel
But...I will not stick my limbs near that trap. You will not catch me.
Jerk at Work.
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God said. Rest.
Yesterday I met Matthew's family for the first time except his brothers who I am good friends with already. I have lived in PA for 3 months now and I have never felt so accepted and able to be silly and play and be myself since I've moved here. Period. His family welcomed me and were themselves, they played and sang and put on no masks (that I could tell). Thank you to them.
And thank you to God.
God said, cease your striving, rest and be.
I love it.