I hated today.
Today was a gnawing cloud
spreading its legs on the table
with its shoes on.
A dull headache.
A burning sensation in the eyeballs
when exposed to the light.
An angry outburst when the tampon
isn’t expelled from the tube.
It was the Hulk if the Hulk
was on his period.
Everybody else does it.
I can too.
Just not before damning the happy couple
tonguing each other on the park bench first.