Call Your Mother

What are you going to call her?

You, Mom.

You drove me to pieces.

You drove me to drink.

You drove me half insane.

You drove me to the brink.

You made me want to slit

my throat with a knife.

So I'm gonna call and tell you that

you ruined my life.

I dial the phone.

This is something I have to do -

let you know

exactly what I think of you.

At the second ring

my mouth is getting dry,

but I don't care if what I say

will likely make you cry.

Three rings now.

My heart's beating faster.

I am ready to tell you,

'you are not my master!'

Four rings. No answer.

Mother, please don't be asleep.

Five rings. Oh crap.

Leave a message at the beep.

"Um, hi Mom, it's me.

I'm just calling to say,

that I hope that you have

a happy Mother's Day."

© 2013 L.E.H.