Poem

I was gifted with a keen memory.
So much so that when
I recount a particular scenario
participants unwilling to hear
their truth question my sanity.

And I’m fine with that.

-M. Taggart

Poem #Pros

Just got hung up on.
The man,
who hung up on me,
is hoping that I hire his
marketing firm.

He didn’t even bother to say hello.
Just accepted the call,
and waited for his opportunity to end it.

If he had said hello, he would have realized
it was the person he’s been waiting to hear from.

See,
I’m from away. But, I live here now.
Funny how locals can be brutal to
what they don’t know without knowing
what they’ve just done.

I could decide not to need his services.
Now that I’ve been hung up on.

But I’m not like that.
I’d rather chip through the hardened mud
and help to show that people from away
are just as good as the good locals.

And I’m not changing my number.

-M. Taggart