| Jonathan Berger's Poetry: Poem of the Day |
| OBESE CHIHUAHUA I don't listen to what you say or act much on your feelings and opinions and vital core-beliefs. Is it because I disagree, or some subconscious fear-based denial or that I just don't care? I don't know but I ignore you. I'm jealous of the boys you knew before and the boys you know now and the boys who know more than I do and afraid that you might say "No" and so much more. I am an obese chihuahua petty and over-sized all at once I can't imagine what you'd see in me but really, am amazed and horrified that you might not. At the sight of your affection I turn into vermin turn tail and run. Scurry into some hidey hole of my mind once you see through with the same ease that everyone else does. I am small and swell-headed. I am curious about the stupidest things. I am just like the last boy you liked (who was a mistake) but without his charm. I am the wrong choice for you to make and I hope to God you do. |