Milquetoast Poem by Aram Stefanian

Milquetoast



You chicken out of a design to find the truth
Cherishing your illusory dreams from the start
You take shelter from a pouring rain in a phone booth
Your jelly sandals crack, and you fall apart

You hope that your friends take a pity on you
Can't you feel you're neglected by those who you adore?
Out of sheer boredom, you start to call them anew
They hang up on you, and you move to the drugstore

You look for a medication for chronic shyness
The salesclerk smiles and says it's a prescription drug
You can no more keep on living in utter aloneness
Your teddy bear will grumble if you proceed to bug

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Aram Stefanian

Aram Stefanian

Yerevan, Armenia
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