You close the door
and say absolutely not
yet I don’t understand
it can’t be that hot.
I wait so patiently
like the good kitten I am
and I let out a meow;
you still don’t give a damn.
What torture this is
that I must endure?
Just let me out,
I’ll be fine, I’m sure.
Well if the answer is no
then I will just go to bed
since I cannot even fathom
the crazy thoughts in your head.
–
A quick five-hour nap
and I hear the door creak
time to get out
and sneak a quick peak.
I run with the speed
of a prized derby horse
rounding the corner
taking the quickest course.
I run through the door
and something is not well
certainly this had to be
the doorway to hell.
The heat hits me
just like a brick
and I drop to the ground,
I think I’m going to be sick.
–
So there may be a chance
that you had it all right,
no way am I staying out here,
goodbye and goodnight.
Autumn Siders 