ON BLUE LINED PAPER

 

I write on blue lined paper as if on the edge of the skies

the angel cried sing what you mean is the paper blue or the line

it's a sunset now I said thanks so much

I can't write anything on it

the angel flitters away with hurt feelings

I feel sad

I feel cold

I dont like to feel cold

cold makes me sad

someone said in D.C.

it was on a blog somewhere

people registered there a few laughing emojis

what is wrong I thought with a person saying

its been cold for so long I don't like to feel cold

I am sad

sounds real enough to me, clear enough

it wont win any awards but its how the person feels

and anyone feels who has to take a lot of buses and

transfer when its 20 degrees by breakfast time and only gets to 35

by rush hour for months

what is the point of ridicule its hard enough to hurt

someone's feelings by mistake without

doing it on purpose as if it's a career goal

do you want fancier language

do you want me to be obscure

to no one hurt for a moment in the butterfly

hummingbird span of their life fluttering away

does the moment of humiliation

feel obscure.

mary angela douglas 7 may 2023