That's so LÄM [Poetry]

Up There

I see you there.

You’re goofing off again.

I wonder why I bother

As I tell you to get busy.

You sneer at me

Don’t tell me what to do!

And I sneer back

Yeah, yeah, get to work.

You throw your head back and roar.

I yell over the sound at you.

You pick up a jacket and hit me with it.

I utter that familiar line

When you hit me, I want to hit you back!

And you hit me again.

And I don’t hit you back.

And I’m yelled at to stop touching you.

Later, you escape your work and come back with something annoying

Like a squeaking dog toy.

And you come up and squeak it over and over

Ever persistent.

When I ignore you,

You lift a brow and begin pacing

Still squeaking.

And squeaking.

I feel the urge to scream and punch you in the face

But I have control.

And yet, you still say I have anger management problems

And that I punch you in your sleep.

I laugh at your ridiculous words

And you make up a new lie.

Here I am today, Sister.

On top of the world.

And where are you?

Still squeaking your toy at me?

No.

I’m too far up to hear you.

On a planet called LaForza

Where dragons roam and monarchs rule.

A vast landscape of the imagination.

This has brought me up

Far above you, Sister.

I’ll miss you down there.

I’d write you a letter

But I’m busy with my stories

Up on cloud nine.