Response to a GIF prompt from Aneesa
Excuse me, can I help you?
Am I the card that life has dealt you?
If so you can shuffle again
There’s been enough of you men
And your solicitation
Sole recitations
Like your soul resonating to some
Pitch or some brand
I understand; you need to pay bills
But I’m a hard sell
And don’t have time to monkey around
With some
Like some knives
Or a cause I, frankly,
Don’t have the bandwidth to help a hand with
So you might as well be a bandit
Cause you won’t get my cash willingly.
What’s that? Oh, silly me.
You’re not looking for money?
So tell me,
Which church are you pitching me?
Because if you’re wishing we can listen
To some scriptures and you’ll be switching me
To worship a difference scene, you best believe
You should just up leave, turn the ignition key
And pick a different street.
Oh, not that then?
What could you possibly be at my door knocking —
Wait, I know
I should have recognized you when we began talking
Normally I can tell you when you walk in
And I ought to have known then
Cause I’ve brought your ass home
More than enough times
I’ve grown to be cynical
And here you come to my doorstep
Though normally, you look like Pinnacle
Or a fight after I’ve been ridiculed
Or something I catch that’s clinical
Or a red flag that looks too good to say no to
So it’s clear I was having far too good a time
Minding my own damn business
With my shit together
Well, our get together has come to a close
So turn your hiney around and march off on the double
I don’t hate to burst your bubble
But I’m fine without you
Cause I know your face and
You
Are
Trouble.