There's nothing available for you here.
by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Take your feet off the welcome mat...
Turn around and disappear!
I hope I'm making myself clear?
We've already gone over that.
Remember when I said I was tired of your crap?
The last time you walk out on me
And said you were never coming back!
That was painful what you did.
I had rather you came to me
Than to sleep alone in sorrow...
And wonder why you had to pack...like that!
That was a low blow you slapped!
There is nothing...'no thing' left for you here!
Are you deaf?
I'm not stupid!
And I know my words are in your ears!
I didn't miss a second of that energy...
That negativity you brought too near!
Off the mat!