Poetry: To Show You Why

Here’s the thing

I hate, a lot

And I’m angry more than that

About big things and little things

And I know that it doesn’t all make sense, to you—

But a lot of it does make sense

To me—

Even if I don’t know how to take the

Jumbled timeline of my life

And iron out the kinks

To make each event fall into line

(Exhibit A, B, and C reporting for duty, sir!)

To show you the how or the why

Of the what.