There is me - then there is you we write poems #18 need to know basis

Moderate - perceptive all by surfaces
Serene - tolerance most effected
Fanatical - petulant with sandpaper moves
Enduring and felt as abrasions on the soul

Not sympathetic - nor kind
Insolent or rude in speech or behavior
Character of capricious ill humor
Hands firmly clutching hips

Feet spread far apart to halter the fall
Boast and exult most times out of reach
Two are exactly like one - nothing too amazing
Too much to bother with – too boring




*I would like to explain this poem a bit.
This is about someone I knew in the past.
Although I never did consider them a friend.
They certainly did leave quite an impression
on me.