Raud Kennedy

Holidays
 
Today 
is one of those days
where, 
no matter how nice or kind,
everyone 
will make me sick.
Grandmothers 
coddling their grand kids,
dog walkers and Samaritans, 
whistlers, and
people who press the walk button
and don’t wait
should be put in stocks.
Same goes for people 
who fidget, stuff their faces,
and read newspapers loudly.
I’m exhausted, 
wiped out from yesterday.
Who knew 
forcing conversation with people
I see twice a year 
could sap
so much life.