Today I walked past the graffiti wall
You know the one that’s by the train and all
Do you remember that probably undiagnosed ADHD bartender that made us laugh a ton?
Which was probably mean but takes one to know one
See, isn’t that random the stuff that I say?
My brain just works like that okay?
But yet I can’t quite perfect a sentence
For you to stop the pretence
How do I get it right?
I promise I won’t start a fight
Just a glass of wine or a cup of tea
Maybe with that klutzy bartender
It doesn’t have to be a bender
I just want to wish you well my friend
And I hope you do too instead
Of resenting or despising me
Or me being terrifying
About the Creator
Susannah Peareth-Kinston
I am a mother of two boys, a librarian and a poet.
I hope to make some poetry connections here and maybe even have it as a side hustle. I do it for the cathartic release I get from writing it.
I write about love, friendship and ADHD.
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