Muddled mischievous mistakes.

I make them regularly.

They slip out when I'm not looking,

run into a conversation, Raccoons in my mental garbage.


Often they start innocently enough,

a point to be well-made,

an idea or comment to be shared,

but then they turn, damned cacophonies of confrontation, damned too for their source.


I watch, floating above the situation

as myself betrays me

I cringe at his naivety,

this outspoken, opinionated, oh here he goes again man.


Does everyone feel this way?

Others steer a straighter path,

I drift, lost in an ocean of anxiety.

These muddled mischievous mistakes.

  • Author: Appletree (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 13th, 2018 14:25
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 18
  • Users favorite of this poem: minak, SLR.


  • minak

    Beautiful 💗

  • SLR

    Great post, very relatable. And you use humour to express frustration, refreshing change from all the anger around.

    • Appletree

      Not always the case.....I get angry too often I suspect. You're right though, we all need to relax a ltille.

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