Happiness Begrudges An Interview - A poem

Happiness Begrudges An Interview

Before you ask
Yes
It is cold out
and
No
I will not be staying,
not with you like this,
having to be
like a doll for you
to dress up and parade
down one street after another.

No! I will not
be doing that again,
nor will I
be handing out
directions
to my house.

If you want
to find me,
you’ll have to stop
all that incessant chatter,
call and then listen,
call and then listen…

Any questions?