Elucidating Questions

You don’t get to get me down

You don’t get to ride over my self worth

You throw your fit over your own stupid decision

Throwing my way vile poison in the form of words

Your time will come, fatty.

And as you paused realising someone had just walked in Hermes whispered in my ear

What a cunt

And it softened the blow as the words echoed between my empty ears

Someone is going to get me

My hideous body

The words say

What terrible things those words say

Lady

Can you spend a little time

Understanding someone else

Not jumping to the flames

Turn the other cheek.

What?

Not I.

Not today, I think Hermes got there before the words even entered my ears

The messenger program is functioning as desired.

Dear woman,

Have a wonderful day.