Bad poetry day 18 August 2023

One Angry Dude

I had to vent and just let the juices flow in this poem.

Photo by Jos Speetjens on Unsplash

Good and bad.
Dark, and light,
I am angry, neither happy nor sad.

The landlord forgot to pay the water bill
I smell, he asked for next month’s rent
so he can pay the bill.

Cry,
laugh,
or dance like never before?
It’s an internal fight
my water plight

drip, drip, one little tiny drop — splash
I’m angry, and so is everyone else
negativity running wild
and so is I-have-not-taken-a-shower-smells
competing in the apartments lobby.

a mad dash
around the flat, no damn water anywhere,
Hope he doesn’t spend it all on
alcohol.

Angry face or beaming smile?
I smell, he asked for next month’s rent
so he can pay the bill.
the water bills gonna be paid. Whoop whoop!