Talking AT Me
the T is for the talking
Talking AT me
and not to me.
Making an aside,snide remark.
Blowing past me fearfully.
Singeing my ear;stabbing me with words,
that only I could hear.
Never have I ever had so bad of an experience.
I am sober drinking coffee
no drugs are in my system.
What she said to me was worst than any
hallucination.
Color of her hair escapes me
I do not know her name.
Lifetime trouble of remembering.
Her game.
I try my best to utter no curse.
Who art thou woman.
