UnEmotion

this isn't a poem. i just hate it when people in my painting class start talking about feelings and emotions. it makes me want to vom. ...all over their paintings.

You slap the paint on

And it’s beautiful.

And I’m jealous.

 

And then you open your mouth.

 

You start talking about

Emotions and I can’t stop

The snorting laugh as I raise

My eyes to your

Frowning face.

 

Emotion has f**k-all

To do with it.